Poems (Argent)/My Little Namesake
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MY LITTLE NAMESAKE.
"Sweet childish days that were as long
As twenty days are now."—Wordsworth.
As twenty days are now."—Wordsworth.
LITTLE Alice in the garden
Shouts and plays the live-long day
And you cannot put a word in,
"Little puss" is all you say.
In and out the garden closes,
A wild rose amid the roses!
Shouts and plays the live-long day
And you cannot put a word in,
"Little puss" is all you say.
In and out the garden closes,
A wild rose amid the roses!
She will lean on tiptoe beaming,
Her blue eyes so full and bright
In your own, whose mystic dreaming
Is not meet to cloud her sight.
Darling, ne'er may sin nor sorrow
Greet you in the dim to-morrow.
Her blue eyes so full and bright
In your own, whose mystic dreaming
Is not meet to cloud her sight.
Darling, ne'er may sin nor sorrow
Greet you in the dim to-morrow.
Little Alice, with your golden
Hair a-blowing in the breeze,
In a rippled sunshine folden,
Happy as the honey bees.
No sad thought of the hereafter
Breaks upon your childish laughter.
Hair a-blowing in the breeze,
In a rippled sunshine folden,
Happy as the honey bees.
No sad thought of the hereafter
Breaks upon your childish laughter.
You come up, my dearie, flying
Here and there, like bird on wing,
Where I sit in dreamland sighing,
Yet I love to hear you sing.
Love to see you almost daily
Playing in the garden gaily!
Here and there, like bird on wing,
Where I sit in dreamland sighing,
Yet I love to hear you sing.
Love to see you almost daily
Playing in the garden gaily!
Run away, old Pilot wants you,
Claims you for another race,
Nothing, sweet, I know, will daunt you,
As you stroke his faithful face.
I can see you in your bonnet
With the primrose ball upon it.
Claims you for another race,
Nothing, sweet, I know, will daunt you,
As you stroke his faithful face.
I can see you in your bonnet
With the primrose ball upon it.
And I note your sly embraces
On the collie by your side,
Looking up with feline graces
Guarding you with so much pride.
Oh! my dimpled laughing treasure,
You are dear beyond all measure.
On the collie by your side,
Looking up with feline graces
Guarding you with so much pride.
Oh! my dimpled laughing treasure,
You are dear beyond all measure.
Only child of such a mother,
Dearest friend of early days,
Ne'er a sister, ne'er a brother
Comes to see your pretty ways!
In the land of palms and beauty
Serving on a round of duty,
Dearest friend of early days,
Ne'er a sister, ne'er a brother
Comes to see your pretty ways!
In the land of palms and beauty
Serving on a round of duty,
Your good father lives; the ocean,
Silvered with a myriad lights,
Rising in sublime emotion
Thunders o'er the rocky heights.
You, his only little daughter
Sailed long since across that water.
Silvered with a myriad lights,
Rising in sublime emotion
Thunders o'er the rocky heights.
You, his only little daughter
Sailed long since across that water.
And we heard those waves of rapture
Sing on an unconscious chime,
Yet I long had failed to capture
All the meaning of their rhyme,
Of those voices, deep, sonorous,
Swelling in tumultuous chorus!
Sing on an unconscious chime,
Yet I long had failed to capture
All the meaning of their rhyme,
Of those voices, deep, sonorous,
Swelling in tumultuous chorus!
Little Alice knows their meaning,
Children see with clearer eyes,
For bright spirits downward beaming
Teach them many mysteries.
They catch first heaven's intonation
By their humbleness of station.
Children see with clearer eyes,
For bright spirits downward beaming
Teach them many mysteries.
They catch first heaven's intonation
By their humbleness of station.
Now with me in English fashion
You are rooted firm and fast,
And I love you with a passion
That will through a lifetime last.
You are sipping from love's chalice,
And the angels call you Alice.
You are rooted firm and fast,
And I love you with a passion
That will through a lifetime last.
You are sipping from love's chalice,
And the angels call you Alice.
Little footsteps 'neath the casement
Of my study framed in green,
Muffled deep from top to basement
With the ivy's dazzling sheen.
I can hear your small voice flutter
Close beside the folded shutter.
Of my study framed in green,
Muffled deep from top to basement
With the ivy's dazzling sheen.
I can hear your small voice flutter
Close beside the folded shutter.
Oh! you airy, tiny vision,
Keep your childhood, do not start
Out of fairy fields Elysian,
To reach up to woman's heart.
Cupid ne'er should sport caresses,
Net your soul to his gold tresses!
Keep your childhood, do not start
Out of fairy fields Elysian,
To reach up to woman's heart.
Cupid ne'er should sport caresses,
Net your soul to his gold tresses!
May the future bring you gladness,
Give you, sweet one, all that's best,
Never lay you low in sadness,
Never sorrow dark your breast.
Fitly as the April flowers
May you bloom 'mid sun and showers!
Give you, sweet one, all that's best,
Never lay you low in sadness,
Never sorrow dark your breast.
Fitly as the April flowers
May you bloom 'mid sun and showers!
Oh! my childhood comes and blesses
Once again as here 1 sit,
And I feel the old caresses
Round about my forehead flit.
Time hath lain his finger hoary
On that wealth of untold glory!
Once again as here 1 sit,
And I feel the old caresses
Round about my forehead flit.
Time hath lain his finger hoary
On that wealth of untold glory!
But I'm dreaming! let me waken
To the present once again,
See! the aspen leaves are shaken
With the prophecy of rain!
Good night, Alice! sleep has crowned you
Early, with God's sunshine round you!
To the present once again,
See! the aspen leaves are shaken
With the prophecy of rain!
Good night, Alice! sleep has crowned you
Early, with God's sunshine round you!