Eight Harvard Poets/Neith

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SOMEHOW the spirit of that day —
Rain-clouded streets and brooding air —
      Determined me to live and dare,
Living, to laugh the world away.

As in a crystal dreamers see
      Out of unwinding mists arise
      The splendors of some paradise
Woven of gold and ivory;

Deep in the globe of thought I saw
      Dawn from tempestuous dust that form
      Toward which the endless ages storm
Uproarious—to break with awe.

Of all things ignorant, yet wise,
      Sitting enthroned at life's last goal,
      Dividing body from the soul,
Looking at each with flameless eyes.

Immutable, unknown, unsung,
      Through triumph and delight unearned,
      Through sorrow undeserved, I learned
Salvation from thy wordless tongue.

Then flying the embracing gloom
      Of burnt-out days and parched desire,
      I built my soul an altar fire
Of laughter in the face of doom.