Excerpt from Pacific Poems

Because the skies were blue, because

The sun in fringes of the sea

Was tangled, and delightfully

Kept dancing in as in a waltz,

And tropic trees bow"d to the seas,

And bloom"d and bore, years through and through,

And birds in blended gold and blue

Were thick and sweet as swarming bees,

And sang as if in Paradise,

And all that Paradise was spring,

Did I too sing with lifted eyes,

Because I could not choose but sing.

With garments full of sea-winds blown

From isles beyond of spice and balm,

Beside the sea, beneath her palm,

She waits as true as chisell"d stone.

My childhood"s child! my June in May!

So wiser than thy father is,

These lines, these leaves, and all of this

Are thine, a loose, uncouth bouquet.

So wait and watch for sail and sign;

A ship shall mount the hollow seas,

Blown to thy place of blossom"d trees,

And birds, and song, and summer-shine.

Shall I return with listed face,

Or head held down as in disgrace,

To hold thy two brown hands in mine?

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