As we go star-stilled in the mystic garden,All the prose of this life run there to rhyme,How eagerly then will the poor heart pardonAll of these hurts of Time!Ah, yes, in that hour of our souls dream-driven,In that high, white hour, O my wild sea-bride,The tears and the years will be all forgiven, ...And all be justified.
Come, clear the way, then, clear the way: Blind creeds and kings have had their day. Break the dead branches from the path; Our hope is in the aftermath Our hope is in heroic men, Star-led to build the world again. To this Event the ages ran: Make way for Brotherhood make way for Man.Edwin Markham
There is a destiny that makes us brothers:None goes his way alone:All that we send into the lives of othersComes back onto our own.Edwin Markham
I fear the vermin that shall undermineSenate and citadel and school and shrine.Edwin Markham
It was ages ago in life's first wonderI found you, Virgilia, wild sea-heart;And 'twas ages ago that we went asunder,Ages and worlds apart.Your luminous face and your hair's dark glory,I knew them of old by an ocean-stream,In a far, first world now turned to story,Now faded back to dream.Edwin Markham
We are caught in the coil of a God's romances —We come from old worlds and we go afar:I have missed you again in the Earth's wild chances —Now to another star!Perhaps we are led and our loves are fated,And our steps are counted one by one;Perhaps we shall meet and our souls be mated,After the burnt-out sun.For over the world a dim hope hovers,The hope at the heart of all our songs —That the banded stars are in league with lovers,And fight against their wrongs.Edwin Markham
If this is a dream, then perhaps our dreamingCan touch life's height to a finer fire:Who knows but the heavens and all their seemingWere made by the heart's desire?One thing shines clear in the heart's sweet reason,One lightning over the chasm runs —That to turn from love is the world's one treasonThat darkens all the suns.Edwin Markham