1914, and Other Poems

<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="poem"><span class="i0 headstyle">HAUNTINGS</span></div> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">In the grey tumult of these after years<br/></span> <span class="i1">Oft silence falls; the incessant wranglers part;<br/></span> <span class="i0">And less-than-echoes of remembered tears<br/></span> <span class="i1">Hush all the loud confusion of the heart;<br/></span> <span class="i0">And a shade, through the toss'd ranks of mirth and crying<br/></span> <span class="i1">Hungers, and pains, and each dull passionate mood,&mdash;<br/></span> <span class="i0">Quite lost, and all but all forgot, undying,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Comes back the ecstasy of your quietude.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">So a poor ghost, beside his misty streams,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Is haunted by strange doubts, evasive dreams,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Hints of a pre-Lethean life, of men,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Stars, rocks, and flesh, things unintelligible,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And light on waving grass, he knows not when,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And feet that ran, but where, he cannot tell.<br/></span></div> </div> <div class="poem"><span class="i0 headstyle4"><span class="smcap">The Pacific</span>, 1914</span></div> <hr class="large" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />