The Washington times., 1905-08-21
Roosevelt as Critic
OF Americas Poets
High Compliments TO Edward Arlington
Robinson, Dr.. Maurice Eqan. and
Madison CaWein.

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/ flame that's young forever;
/ And the lonely trees around Us creak
the warning Of The night wind,
/ That love ana al The dreams Of love are
away beyond the mountains.
/ The songs that call for Us tonight. they
] have called for men before Us
! And the winds that blow the message.
/ they have blown ten thousand years.
But this VIII end our wandsr-time, for
We know the JOY that waits Us
In the StFaHgeQeSS or homecoming and
faithful woman's eyes.
Come away! come away! there is moth
ing now 10 cheer US
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road home
| Over there beyond the darkness there 5
a window CLEANS to greet US,
| And warm hearth waits for US within.
Come away! come away!-or the rowing
fend viii hold US.
And make US all to dwell with him to
the end Of human faring:
There are no men yet can leave him
when his hands are clutched upon
them.
There are none viii own his enmity.
there are none viii call him brother.
So We'll be up and on the way. and the
less we brag the better
For the freedom that God gave us and
the dread VIC do not know
| The frost that skipS the willow leaf will
again be back TO blight il,
/ And the doom we cannot fly from is the
doom we do not see.
| Come away! come away there are dead
men all around us
Frozen men that mock US with wild
hard laugh
/ That shricks and sinks and whimpers in
the shrtll November rushes,
! And the long full wind on the lake.
Mr.. Robinson has written in this lit
tie volume not verse. but poetry
Whether he has the power OF sustained
flight remains 10 be seen.