Works

Earthquake.

I am a memory of cosmogony,
That first great hour of travail when the voice
Of God called suns and systems from the void;
I am the dream He dreams of that last day...

(Written during the hostilities in the Far East in 1900.)


Hard by the gates of Eden,
Where God first walked with man,
In the light of the new creation,
Ere the race of Cain began,...

I.

The light of a new day was on his brow,
The faith of a great dawn was on his tongue;
Out of the dark he raised his voice and sung
The high Messiah who should overthrow...