I have tried to give an outline of Dante's life as drawn from his own words. But the rays shed by this great light of the fourteenth century touch us each so differently through the prism of years, that perhaps my vision of Dante may only meet with the sympathy of a few. September 10th, 1888. HÉLOÏSE DURANT. TO HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW. As smallest urchin in the village school In life's rough school face bravely gaze of crowd; 1881 IN MEMORIAM. WHEN faint my soul with task yet incomplete, Who nursed kind hope save thee-and urged to dare On her who loved and listened at thy feet. Oh, let thy guidance still my safeguard prove! As giant oak wind-stricken to the ground To all the thronging tuneful choir around 1886. |