...beams of the rising sun will early strike on his grave, chant his praises as they march together — "He whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together,...a man born with thy face and throat, Lyric Apollo ! " But from youth he dedicated himself to learning, " decided not to live, but know." So his pupils...

...Borne on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! sleep darkling thorpe and croft, Safe from the weather ! He whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together;...: how should spring take note Winter would follow ?" And so, toiling on and up, carrying their burden, they wend at last to the peak which is their destination,...

...Borne on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! sleep darkling thorpe and croft, Safe from the weather ! He whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together,...nameless : how should spring take note Winter would Mow?" And so, toiling on and up, carrying their burden, they wend at last to the peak which is their...

...Borne on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! sleep darkling thorpe and croft, Safe from the weather ! He whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together, He was a man bom with thy face and throat, Lyric Apollo ! Long he lived nameless : how should spring take note Winter...

...on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! Sleep, darkling thorpe and croft, Safe from the weather ! He, whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together,...: how should spring take note Winter would follow 1 Till lo, the little touch, and youth was gone ! Cramped and diminished, Moaned he, " New measures,...

...have lighted the dark interregnum between the old poetry and the new, that one was George Sterling. "He was a man born with thy face and throat, lyric Apollo!" I have always been glad that I knew him as a poet for some years before our long friendship began,...

...Borne on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! sleep, darkling thorpe and croft Safe from the weather ! He, whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together,...diminished, Moaned he, " New measures, other feet anon ! Make for the city !) He knew the signal, and stepped on with pride Over men's pity ; Left play for...

...Borne on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! sleep, darkling thorpe and croft Safe from the weather ! He, whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together,...born with thy face and throat, Lyric Apollo ! Long be lived nameless : how should spring take note Winter would follow? Till lo, the little touch, and...

...on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! sleep, darkling thorpe and croft, Safe from the weather ! He, whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together,...diminished, Moaned he, " New measures, other feet anon ! No, that 's the world's way : (keep the mountain-side, Make for the city !) He knew the signal, and...

...on our shoulders. Sleep, crop and herd ! sleep, darkling thorpe and croft, Safe from the weather ! He, whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together,...touch, and youth was gone ! Cramped and diminished, head, Moaned he, " New measures, other feet anon ! My dance is finished ? " No, that 's the world's...