Part 3

So poising radiant, strong with joy, in desert air divine, One star doth to another call, and we belovèd shine.

We shine transfigured, shine, to know beyond all hope made wise, The echo, echo of All Hail, from new-illumined eyes.

Who know not what your glory is, nor why my looks are bright, I lean to you, I call to you, I shine with you, my light.

THE ANOINTED.

I was a little gleaner Of all the days would yield, When wonder overtook me At work within the field.

The stars they gathered round me Holding their torches high. They cried, ‘Behold the chosen!’ And it was none but I.

They hailed me royal, kindred, And made me understand With gifts of light and darkness They gave into my hand.

And here the wonder holds me Though voices all are gone, Here in the brimming silence, With this to think upon.

The kiss upon my forehead Forevermore is mine. The sweetness fills my heart up; The tears make all things shine.

EPILOGUE.

TO THE EVENING STAR.

Yes, and you come, you come. Soft piercing through The luminous fair pallor of the west; Budded in light and blooming manifest As that first lily of the field may do; Unshaken by the winds, that all for you Have made the pathway ready, loveliest, You come, you look upon us, shining Guest Of glories that the world is blind unto!

All hail, from us who work no more, but wait: From the worn furrows darkened after toil, And from the Sea; and from all eyes that are. Hallow our upward looks, and consecrate These thankful offered savors of the soil With the one lovingkindness of a Star.

TO HER BOOK.

I kiss you once for luck, That you may feel no care. I kiss you thrice for love That you must spend and share. Go now, and wheresoe’er A heart shall take you in, It is your very kin: Make music there.

[Illustration: [Fleuron]]

=The Riverside Press= CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS U · S · A

=Josephine Preston Peabody=

(MRS. LIONEL MARKS)

THE WOLF OF GUBBIO: A Comedy in Three Acts. THE SINGING MAN. THE PIPER. THE BOOK OF THE LITTLE PAST. Illustrated in color. THE SINGING LEAVES. MARLOWE: A DRAMA. FORTUNE AND MEN’S EYES. OLD GREEK FOLK STORIES.

HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY BOSTON AND NEW YORK

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TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES

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