Henry Timrod (Генри Тимрод)

Youth and Manhood

Another year! a short one, if it flow
 Like that just past,
And I shall stand—if years can make me so—
 A man at last.

Yet, while the hours permit me, I would pause
 And contemplate
The lot whereto unalterable laws
 Have bound my fate.

Yet, from the starry regions of my youth,
 The empyreal height
Where dreams are happiness, and feeling truth,
 And life delight—

From that ethereal and serene abode
 My soul would gaze
Downward upon the wide and winding road,
 Where manhood plays;

Plays with the baubles and the gauds of earth—
 Wealth, power, and fame—
Nor knows that in the twelvemonth after birth
 He did the same.

Where the descent begins, through long defiles
 I see them wind;
And some are looking down with hopeful smiles,
 And some are—blind.

And farther on a gay and glorious green
 Dazzles the sight,
While noble forms are moving o'er the scene,
 Like things of light.

Towers, temples, domes of perfect symmetry
 Rise broad and high,
With pinnacles among the clouds; ah, me!
 None touch the sky.

None pierce the pure and lofty atmosphere
 Which I breathe now,
And the strong spirits that inhabit there,
 Live—God sees how.

Sick of the very treasure which they heap;
 Their tearless eyes
Sealed ever in a heaven-forgetting sleep,
 Whose dreams are lies;

And so, a motley, unattractive throng,
 They toil and plod,
Dead to the holy ecstasies of song,
 To love, and God.

Dear God! if that I may not keep through life
 My trust, my truth,
And that I must, in yonder endless strife,
 Lose faith with youth;

If the same toil which indurates the hand
 Must steel the heart,
Till, in the wonders of the ideal land,
 It have no part;

Oh! take me hence! I would no longer stay
 Beneath the sky;
Give me to chant one pure and deathless lay,
 And let me die!

1. Hymn Sung at an Anniversary of the Asylum of Orphans at Charleston
2. The Rosebuds
3. Hymn Sung at the Consecration of Magnolia Cemetery, Charleston, S.C.
4. A Cry to Arms
5. Katie

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