TO A LATE COMER
by: Julia Caroline Ripley
- HY didst thou come into my life
- If it were morning I could welcome thee
- With glad all-hails, and bid each hour to be
- The willing servitor of thine estate,
- Lading thy brave ships with Time's richest freight;
- If it were noonday I might hope to see
- On some fair height thy banners floating free,
- And hear the acclaiming voices call thee great!
- But it is nightfall and the stars are out;
- Far in the west the crescent moon hangs low,
- And near at hand the lurking shadows wait;
- Darkness and silence gather round about,
- Lethe's black stream is near its overflow,--
- Ah, friend, dear friend, why didst thou come so late?
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"To a Late Comer" is reprinted
from The Little Book of American Poets: 1787-1900. Ed.
Jessie B. Rittenhouse. Cambridge: Riverside Press, 1915.