Lo! he is gone; star-crowned and clean of tears,
With Fame’s immortal blossoms on his hair.
He met Death’s kiss; tonight the fields are fair
In peace-lit Avalon where poets rest,
And he is latest guest.
Young Keats is with him — silver fountains play
A tender threnody for men of earth
Whose eyes are sealed with darkness, and whose birth
Foreshadows pain and grief and deep despair,
Yea, everywhere.
Scatter ye roses — skyey trophies bring,
And let the night be shattered with your cheers
For him whose sacrifice outlives the years;
The seeds of whose proud songs
Shall work to right Earth’s federated wrongs,
By flowering to a mighty harvesting.
Song wed to Chivalry and twined with Love
Of Liberty that sheds a sacred flame,
Enshrines his mem’ry bright as stars above,
And glorifies his name.
(J Corson Miller)
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