The people blossoms armies and puts forth
The splendid summer of its noiseless might.
"The Call of the Bugles", p. 5.
Nor love they least
Who strike with right good will
To vanquish ill
And fight God’s battle upward from the beast.
"The Call of the Bugles", p. 15.
Who would not rather founder in the fight
Than not have known the glory of the fray?
"Two and Fate", p. 29.
Praise be to you, O hills, that you can breathe
Into our souls the secret of your power!
"Comrades", p. 49.
I have need of the sky,
I have business with the grass;
I will up and get me away where the hawk is wheeling
Lone and high,
And the slow clouds go by.
I will get me away to the waters that glass
The clouds as they pass.
I will get me away to the woods.
"I have Need of the Sky", p. 56.
Spring in the world!
And all things are made new!
"Spring", p. 58.
For ’t is always fair weather
When good fellows get together
With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.
"Spring", p. 60.
The East and the West in the spring of the world shall blend
As a man and a woman that plight
Their troth in the warm spring night.
"Spring", p. 61. Compare: "Oh, East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet", Rudyard Kipling.
The great white cold walks abroad!
"Dartmouth Winter-song", p. 80.
How loving is the Lord God and how strong withal!
"Benzaquen", p. 109.
Shall the iron argue with the smith what it would be?
Or, shall the wrought iron reason with the monger
To whom it would be sold?