Songs of the Common Day, and Ave!

An Ode for the Shelley Centenary

by Charles G.D. Roberts




HOW merry sings the aftermath,
     With crickets fifing in the dew!
The home-sweet sounds, the scene, the hour.
     I consecrate to you.

All this you knew and loved with me;


     All this in our delight had part;
And now—though us earth sees no more
     As comrades, heart to heart—

This kindly strength of open fields,
     This faith of eve, this calm of air,

They lift my spirit close to you
     In memory and prayer.