POETRY.
A BORDER LAMENT.
(To " Anodos." August 251h, 1907.)
"THERE is music to-night in Joyous Gard, In the King's Hall by the sea."
"Let them sing an' they will, who have the skill ; The sea's the song for me," She said, "I only hear the sea."
"They are dancing to-night in Joyous Gard, In the Castle beside the wave."
"Let them dance away, whose hearts are gay, But bow shall I dance on a grave ? "
She said, "I cannot dance on a grave."
"There'll be noon all night in Joyous Gard, Till the morrow's sun shall rise."
"The East may be red, ere the lamps are dead; Death's darkness never dies,"
"And Death never dies." She said,
"The guests are thronging to Joyous Gard, Like flecks of the wind-swept foam."
"What matter the tread of a world ? " she said, v One footstep comes not home," She said, "And one will never come." ION.
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