The Canonization
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout, . . .
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout, . . .
That night your great guns, unawares,
Shook all our coffins as we lay,
And broke the chancel window-squares,
. . .
I
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward, . . .
Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day's occupations, . . .
A little black thing among the snow,
Crying "weep! 'weep!" in notes of woe!
"Where are thy father and mother? say?"
. . .
When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could scarcely cry " 'weep! 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!"
. . .
O wearisome condition of humanity!
Born under one law, to another bound;
Vainly begot and yet forbidden vanity;
. . .
The morning comes, and thickening clouds prevail,
Hanging like curtains all the horizon round,
Or overhead in heavy stillness sail; . . .
I struck the board, and cried, "No more;
I will abroad!
What? shall I ever sigh and pine? . . .
By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood . . .