Alfred Noyes ( )

The Old Meeting House

   (New Jersey, 1918)

Its quiet graves were made for peace till Gabriel blows his horn.
Those wise old elms could hear no cry
Of all that distant agony
Only the red-winged blackbird, and the rustle of thick ripe corn.

The blue jay, perched upon that bronze, with bright unweeting eye
Could never read the names that signed
The noblest charter of mankind;
But all of them were names we knew beneath our English skies.

And on the low gray headstones, with their crumbling weather-stains,
Though cardinal birds, like drops of blood,
Flickered across the haunted wood,
The names youd see were names that woke like flowers in English lanes

John Applegate was fast asleep; and Temperance Olden, too.
And David Worth had quite forgot
If Hannahs lips were red or not;
And Prudence veiled her eyes at last, as Prudence ought to do.

And when, across that patch of heaven, that small blue leaf-edged space
At times, a droning airplane went,
No flicker of astonishment
Could lift the heavy eyelids on one gossips upturned face.

For William Speakman could not tellso thick the grasses grow
If that strange humming in the sky
Meant that the Judgment Day were nigh,
Or if twere but the summer bees that blundered to and fro.

And then, across the breathless wood, a Bell began to sound,
The only Bell that wakes the dead,
And Stockton Signer raised his head,
And called to all the deacons in the ancient burial-ground.

The Bell, the Bell is ringing! Give me back my rusty sword.
Though I thought the wars were done,
Though I thought our peace was won,
Yet I signed the Declaration, and the dead must keep their word.

Theres only one great ghost I know could make that larum ring.
Its the captain that we knew
In the ancient buff and blue,
Its our Englishman, George Washington, who fought the German king!

So the sunset saw them mustering beneath their brooding boughs,
Ancient shadows of our sires,
Kindling with the ancient fires,
While the old cracked Bell to southward shook the shadowy meeting house.

Alfred Noyes's other poems:
  1. Triolet
  2. The Mystic
  3. The Symbolist
  4. In the Heart of the Woods
  5. Haunted in Old Japan

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