Henry Timrod (Генри Тимрод)

Retirement

My gentle friend! I hold no creed so false
As that which dares to teach that we are born
For battle only, and that in this life
The soul, if it would burn with starlike power,
Must needs forsooth be kindled by the sparks
Struck from the shock of clashing human hearts.
There is a wisdom that grows up in strife,
And one—I like it best—that sits at home
And learns its lessons of a thoughtful ease.
So come! a lonely house awaits thee!—there
Nor praise, nor blame shall reach us, save what love
Of knowledge for itself shall wake at times
In our own bosoms; come! and we will build
A wall of quiet thought, and gentle books,
Betwixt us and the hard and bitter world.
Sometimes—for we need not be anchorites—
A distant friend shall cheer us through the Post,
Or some Gazette—of course no partisan—
Shall bring us pleasant news of pleasant things;
Then, twisted into graceful allumettes,
Each ancient joke shall blaze with genuine flame
To light our pipes and candles; but to wars,
Whether of words or weapons, we shall be
Deaf—so we twain shall pass away the time
Ev'n as a pair of happy lovers, who,
Alone, within some quiet garden-nook,
With a clear night of stars above their heads,
Just hear, betwixt their kisses and their talk,
The tumult of a tempest rolling through
A chain of neighboring mountains; they awhile
Pause to admire a flash that only shows
The smile upon their faces, but, full soon,
Turn with a quick, glad impulse, and perhaps
A conscious wile that brings them closer yet,
To dally with their own fond hearts, and play
With the sweet flowers that blossom at their feet.

Henry Timrod’s other poems:

  1. The Stream is Flowing from the West
  2. To Whom?
  3. Sonnets. 2. Most Men Know Love But as a Part of Life
  4. Sonnets. 14. Are These Wild Thoughts, Thus Fettered in My Rhymes
  5. An Exotic

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • William Cowper (Уильям Купер) Retirement (“Hackney’d in business, wearied at that oar”)
  • Anne Brontë (Энн Бронте) Retirement (“O, let me be alone a while”)
  • Henry Vaughan (Генри Воэн) Retirement (“Fresh fields and woods! the Earth’s fair face”)
  • Robert Anderson (Роберт Андерсон) Retirement (“Near a murmuring rill, in a cottage of thatch”)




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