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Nor bade thine answer be 



The blank stare of the grave. 

 Thou shalt behold and know; and find again thy lost." 



But he feels constrained to withstand the voice so passing sweet, the 

 hand so profuse, and concludes with this stirring address: 



Carry thy largesse hence, 



Light Giver! Let me learn 

 To abjure the opulence 



I have done nought to earn; 

 And on this world no more 



To cast ignoble slight, 

 Counting it but the door 



Of other worlds more bright. 

 Here, where I fail or conquer, here is my concern: 



Here, where perhaps alone 



I conquer or I faU, 

 Here, o'er the dark Deep blown, 



I ask no perfumed gale; 

 I ask the unpampering breath 



That fits me to endure 

 Chance, and victorious Death, 



Life, and my doom obscure, 

 Who know not whence I am sped, nor to what port I sail. 



We may glance also at "The Dream of Man,"* described as a 

 fantasy. The Spirit of Man, the unwearied climber up the slopes 

 of the ages, has conquered all powers soever, has transformed even 

 the Lord of Death until he enters as a guest, serenely featured and 

 waking no dread; has conquered the virgin planets and peopled the 

 desert stars. To Man in this overweening pride God appears, and 

 to humble his vaunting spirit, conducts him to a mighty peak of 

 vision, saying: 



"Look eastward toward time's sunrise." And, age upon age untold. 

 The Spnrit of Man saw clearly the Past as a chart out-rolled, — 

 Beheld his base beginnings in the depths of time, his strife 

 With beasts and crawling horrors for leave to live, when life 

 Meant only to slay and to procreate, to feed and to sleep among 



' Poems, Vol. I, pp. 201-11, 1905. 



