The Road to the Spring: Collected Poems of Mary Austin

Song

387 Song For me no more is splendor of the dawn, Nor beauty in the fragrant star-lit hills; The golden heart from out the day is gone, No more is music in the summer rills. The mighty wind that calleth from the deep No more my soul to high emprise can win, And thought unstirred must lowly levels keep— Ah! where is now the glory that hath been? What if we two but dreamed the earth was fair, Or music aught but echoes from the heart— If love be all the light of life, O where Shall life find radiance if love depart? Or shall I find it shining in thine eyes? When through the fields of hyacinthine light, My soul shall pass at last in sweet surprise To find that life itself, not death, is night. And we shall walk together hand in hand, And hear again the voice of wind and stream, And mid fair meadows in that lovely land, Shall find again the glory and the dream. Editor’s Notes AU 381; clean typescript also in AU 546. AU 381 contains a notebook with Austin’s note: “1899-1913; this book was used by me in Inyo, poems being copied in it as they were written. M. A.” The handwritten copies in AU 381 are very clean. ...