Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн)
A Prayer for Old Age
I. These are the things which I would ask of Time: When I am old, Never to feel in soul doubt's spiritual rime; The heart grow cold With self; but in me that which warms my time. II. Never to feel the drouth, the dearth that kills, Before one dies, Of mind, full-flowering on thought's fertile hills; But, in my skies, The falcon, Fancy, that no season kills. III. Never to see the shadow at my door, Nor fear its fall; But wait serenely, whether rich or poor, Nor care at all, So Love sits with me at my open door. IV. Never to have a dream I dreamed destroyed: And towards the last Live o'er again all that I have enjoyed, The happy Past, Through these, the dreams, no time has yet destroyed. V. Never to lose my love for lowly things; To feel the need For simple beauty still: each bird that sings, Each flower and weed That looks its message of unguessed-at things. VI. Never to lose my faith in Nature, God: But still to find Worship in trees; religion in each sod; And in the wind Sermons that breathe the universal God. VII. Never to age in mind; much less in heart; But keep them young With song, glad song, that still shall have its part, Sung or unsung, Within the inmost temple of my heart. VIII. That I may lose not all my trust in men! And, through it, grow Nearer to Heaven and God: and softly then Meet Death and know He has no terrors for my soul. Amen.
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