Page:Poems, Volume 2, Coates, 1916.djvu/119

Rh Careless of gain or profit,

Of markets, or applause,

To yield thy heart to Nature's heart,

To learn her dearer laws;

To gaze beyond the present,—

From the fleeting view of things,

To lift the vision up and up;

To feel the growth of wings;

Through love and self-denial,

To gain at last the goal

That hidden from the vulgar gaze

Beckons the purer soul;

Naught asking of the moment,

Knowing when lesser gods depart,

The gods themselves arrive!

Ave! Thou goest from us,

Apart from us to dwell;

Through sacrifice to find thyself.

Ave!—but not farewell!