Lover's Diary

<p><SPAN name="link2H_4_0034" id="link2H_4_0034"></SPAN></p> <br/> <h2> THE ACCOLADE </h2> <p>Men of brave stature came and placed their hands<br/> Upon my head, and, lifting shining swords,<br/> Drew through the air signs mightier than words,<br/> And vanished in the sun upon the sands.<br/> <br/> Glimpses I caught of faces that have come<br/> Through crowding ages; whisperings of songs;<br/> And prayers for the redress of human wrongs<br/> From voices that upon the earth are dumb.<br/> <br/> They were but shadows, but they lent me joy;<br/> They gave me reverence for all who pace<br/> The world with hands raised, evil to destroy,<br/> <br/> Who live but for the honour of their race.<br/> They taught me to strike at no idol raised,<br/> Worshipped a space, then left to be dispraised.<br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />