THE FAIRY COURSERS 371 
THE HORIZON LINE 
WE wander wide o’er earth’s remotest lands, 
Yet never reach those wondrous realms that 
are 
Bounded in childhood by thy shadowy bar, 
That ’twixt us and our fortunes ever stands. 
Though Czesar tread. the globe with conquer- 
ing bands 
He cannot touch thine outline faint and far 
That flies before him; and the heaven’s least. 
star 
Is not more safe from contact of his hands. 
O spell forever vague and hovering, 
Thou offerest endless balm for jaded eyes, 
Dull with achievement! Man until he dies 
Thy magic distance can no nearer bring, — 
Alluring, soft, elusive, still it lies 
On the vast earth one inaccessible thing. 
THE FAIRY COURSERS 
FLoaTiInG afar upon the lake’s calm bosom, 
Whirled in blissful myriads, dart the dragon- 
flies ; 
Mingled in their mazes with bird and bee and 
blossom 
They sink with the rainclouds or on the 
breezes rise. 
