I, for whom all beauty burns I SHALL NOT CARE 1 When I am dead and over me bright April Though you should lean above me broken-hearted, I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted THE LONG HILL 2 I must have passed the crest a while ago Strange to have crossed the crest and not to know, my gown. 1 Reprinted by permission of the publishers, The Macmillan Company, from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale. 2 Reprinted by permission of the publishers, The Macmillan Company, from Flame and Shadow by Sara Teasdale. All the morning I thought how proud I should be To stand there straight as a queen, Wrapped in the wind and the sun with the world under me But the air was dull, there was little I could have seen. It was nearly level along the beaten track And the brambles caught in my gown But it's no use now to think of turning back, WATER LILIES 1 If you have forgotten water-lilies floating On a dark lake among mountains in the afternoon shade, If you have forgotten their wet, sleepy fragrance, But if you remember, then turn away forever To the plains and the prairies where pools are far apart, There you will not come at dusk on closing water lilies, And the shadow of mountains will not fall on your heart. 1 Reprinted by permission of the publishers, The Macmillan Company, from Flame and Shadow by Sara Teasdale. TIRED If I shall make no poems any more, There will be rest, at least, so let it be, To the long mellow thunder of the sea. Gladys Cromwell Gladys Cromwell was born November 28, 1885, in New York City. She was educated in New York private schools and lived abroad a great deal. "Her life," writes Anne Dunn, was little indented by outer events, being wholly of the mind and spirit." She was most at home in the world within herself, sensitive and-to the final, tragic degree-selfeffacing. In January, 1918, Gladys and Dorothea, her twin-sister, enrolled in the Canteen Service of the Red Cross, sailed for France and were stationed at Châlons. Both girls worked unremittingly for eight months. It was only at the end of their desperate labors that they gave way to hopelessness, believing their efforts futile and the whole world desolate. Signs of a mental breakdown show in their diaries as early as October. "After the armistice," writes Anne Dunn in her biographical note which serves as an appreciative epilogue to Gladys Cromwell's Poems, "they showed symptoms of nervous prostration; but years of self-control and consideration for others made them conceal the black horror in which they lived, the agony through which they saw a world which, they felt, contained no refuge for beauty or quiet thought. And when, on their way home, they jumped from the deck of the Lorraine it was in response to a vision that promised them fulfilment and peace." After their death, which occurred January 19, 1919, the French Government awarded the two sisters the Croix de Guerre. Gates of Utterance (1915) has something more than the usual promise." But the best of Miss Cromwell's work can be found in her posthumously published Poems (1919), which, in 1920, received the yearly prize offered by the Poetry Society of America, dividing the honor with Neihardt's The Song of Three Friends. Her most significant poems betray that attitude to life which was at the heart of her tragedy—a preoccupation that was a mixture of fascination and fear. Her lines, never mediocre, are introspective and fraught with serious concernthe work of a frailer and unsmiling Emily Dickinson. Several of the best of her delicate songs, like the two lyrics quoted, tremble on the verge of greatness. THE CROWNING GIFT 1 I have had courage to accuse; I have had virtue to despise And intellect to make me rules 1 Reprinted by permission of the publishers, The Macmillan Company, from Poems by Gladys Cromwell. I have had knowledge to be true; THE MOULD 1 No doubt this active will, But this indifferent clay, Feel death as though it were A shadowy caress; And win and wear a frail Ezra Pound Ezra (Loomis) Pound was born at Hailey, Idaho, October 30, 1885; attended Hamilton College and the University of Pennsylvania; and went abroad, seeking fresh material to complete a thesis on Lope de Vega, in 1908. After visiting Spain on a roundabout journey to England, where he took up his resi 1 Reprinted by permission of the publishers, The Macmillan Company, from Poems by Gladys Cromwell. |