LONGFELLOW IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY
by: Edgar Fawcett (1847-1904)
- RELONG I
paced those cloisteral aisles, erelong
- I moved where pale memorial shapes convene,
- Where poet, warrior, statesman, king or queen
- In one great elegy of sculpture throng,
- When suddenly, with heart-beats glad and strong,
- I saw the face of that lost friend serene
- Who robed Hiawatha and Evangeline
- In such benign simplicity of song!
- Then, swiftly as light mists on morning leas,
- All history, legend, England, backward drawn,
- Vanished like vision to incorporate air.
- And in one sweet colonial home oer seas
- I saw the lamp shine out across the lawn,
- I heard the old clock ticking on the stair!
POEMS BY EDGAR FAWCETT
"Longfellow in Westminster
Abbey" is reprinted from The Century, vol. 29, issue
4 (Feb 1885).