by: Henry van Dyke (1852-1933)
- OW blind the toil that burrows
like the mole,
- In winding graveyard pathways underground,
- For Browning's lineage! What if men have found
- Poor footmen or rich merchants on the roll
- Of his forbears? Did they beget his soul?
- Nay, for he came of ancestry renowned
- Through all the world, -- the poets laurel-crowned
- With wreaths from which the autumn takes no toll.
- The blazons on his coat-of-arms are these:
- The flaming sign of Shelley's heart on fire,
- The golden globe of Shakespeare's human stage,
- The staff and scrip of Chaucer's pilgrimage,
- The rose of Dante's deep, divine desire,
- The tragic mask of wise Euripides.
POEMS BY HENRY VAN DYKE
"Robert Browning" is reprinted
from The White Bees and Other Poems. Henry van Dyke. New
York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1909.