Page:The poems of Richard Watson Gilder, Gilder, 1908.djvu/475

Rh Behind the bellowing guns

That do their part,

Let stand the nation's sons

All pure in heart—

Behind the bellowing guns.

Then not in pride or hate

Let one shot speed;

Be righteous souls elate

To do the deed—

O, not in pride or hate.

And thou, Eternal Power!

Bring swift the day

When Right shall rule the hour,

And Peace alone have sway—

O, high Eternal Power!

ART

(MISS GERALDINE FARRAR IN "MADAMA BUTTERFLY")

, loosened leaf of painted paper

Slow quivering down

From a stage Nagasaki cherry-tree

That screens a painted town.

And flitting back and forth in silken robes

A figure slight,

With orient gestures, and fixt orient smile,

And voice of pure delight.

And every note she sang and word she spoke

Was for her writ;

Not nature here, but art and artifice,

And cunning human wit.