this Infinity? Unburdened of the weight of self, Toward the highest heights I am borne, Below lies Earth, begrimed and worn, Far, far from me her praise, her scorn, Her joys, her woes, her loss, her pelf, One with the happy stars am I! Our limits the unbounded sky! My vigil with the stars I keep,— The happy stars that never weep,— The wakeful stars that never sleep, Ah, what am I, that I should be And breathe in this Infinity? Toward the highest heights I am borne, Below lies Earth, begrimed and worn, Far, far from me her praise, her scorn, One with the happy stars am I! Our limits the unbounded sky! [24] [24] TO MRS. JULIA WARD HOWE TO MRS. JULIA WARD HOWE Dear Lady of Tranquillity, Ah! lightly have the years Their music on thy heart-strings played, and all the smiles and tears That mark the joy of living, that sound the depths of pain For thee make one great harmony—a happy heart's refrain. (On her eighty-sixth birthday.) (On her eighty-sixth birthday.) THE SOARER THE SOARER
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