Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LEWIS D. HAYES, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY


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First Line: In the midmost glee of the christmas
Last Line: Gave it again to him.
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Christmas; Grief; Guests; Holidays; New Year; Voices; Nativity, The; Sorrow; Sadness; Visiting


IN the midmost glee of the Christmas
And the mirth of the glad New Year,
A guest has turned from the revel,
And we sit in silence here.

The band chimes on, yet we listen
Not to the air's refrain,
But over it ever we strive to catch
The sound of his voice again --

For the sound of his voice was music,
Dearer than any note
Shook from the strands of harp-strings,
Or poured from the bugle's throat. --

A voice of such various ranges,
His utterance rang from the height
Of every rapture, down to the sobs
Of every lost delight.

Though he knew Man's force and his purpose,
As strong as his strongest peers,
He knew, as well, the kindly heart,
And the tenderness of tears.

So is it the face we remember
Shall be always as a child's
That, grieved some way to the very soul,
Looks bravely up and smiles.

O brave it shall look, as it looked its last
On the little daughter's face --
Pictured only -- against the wall,
In its old accustomed place --

Where the last gleam of the lamplight
Out of the midnight dim
Yielded its grace, and the earliest dawn
Gave it again to him.





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