Tree you are, Moss you are, You are violets with wind above them. A child-so high-you are; And all this is folly to the world. No, no! A VIRGINAL Go from me. I have left her lately. Slight are her arms, yet they have bound me straitly To sheathe me half in half the things that sheathe her No, no! Go from me. I have still the flavour, As white their bark, so white this lady's hours. BALLAD FOR GLOOM For God, our God is a gallant foe That playeth behind the veil. I have loved my God as a child at heart I have loved my God as a maid to man- To love your God as a gallant foe that plays behind the veil; To meet your God as the night winds meet beyond Arcturus' pale. I have played with God for a woman, For I am made as a naked blade, Who loseth to God as man to man Shall win at the turn of the game. I have drawn my blade where the lightnings meet Who loseth to God as the sword blades lose Shall win at the end of the game. For God, our God is a gallant foe that playeth behind the veil. When God deigns not to overthrow hath need of triple mail. Δωρια Be in me as the eternal moods As transient things are— gaiety of flowers. Have me in the strong loneliness And of gray waters. Let the gods speak softly of us In days hereafter, the shadowy flowers of Orcus Remember thee. IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Louis Untermeyer Louis Untermeyer was born October 1, 1885, in New York City, where he has lived, except for brief sojourns in Maine and New Jersey, ever since. His education was sketchy; his continued failure to comprehend algebra and geometry kept him from entering college. His one ambition was to become a composer. At sixteen he appeared as a pianist in semiprofessional circles; at seventeen he entered his father's jewelry manufacturing establishment, of which he became designer and factory manager. Untermeyer's first volume was The Younger Quire (1911), a twenty-four-page burlesque of an anthology (The Younger Choir). It was issued anonymously and only one hundred copies were printed. Later in the same year, he published a sequence of some seventy lyrics entitled First Love (1911) in which the influences of Heine, Henley and Housman were not only obvious but crippling. With the exception of about eight of these songs, the volume is devoid of character and, in spite of a certain technical facility, wholly undistinguished. It was with Challenge (1914), now in its fourth edition, that the author first spoke in his own idiom. Although the ghost of Henley still haunts some of these pages, poems like Summons," "Landscapes" and "Caliban in the Coal Mines" show "a fresh and lyrical sympathy with the modern world. His vision" (thus the Boston Transcript) "is a social vision, his spirit a passionately energized command of the forces of justice." . Challenge was succeeded by These Times (1917), evidently an "interval" book which, lacking the concentration and unity of the better known collection, sought (not always successfully) for larger horizons. Certain poems (like "Swimmers," "The Laughers" and the colloquial sonnets) stand out, but as a whole it has neither the energy of his earlier nor the surety of his later work. The New Adam (1920) is a more satisfactory unit; here the varied passions are fused in a new heat. 66 Besides this serious poetry, Untermeyer has published two volumes of critical parodies, and Other Poets" (1917) and Including Horace (1919)—paraphrases of the Latin bard as various classic and modern poets might have rendered him. He has also printed a strict metrical translation of three hundred and twenty-five Poems of Heinrich Heine (1917); a volume of prose criticism, The New Era in American Poetry (1919); and two text-books. He was one of the Associate Editors of The Seven Arts (1916-17) and has lectured at various universities in the Eastern States. SUMMONS The eager night and the impetuous winds, The whole world's lethargy was brushed away; |