COLLECTED POEMS
Tell me how you find your way.
O you children who go dreaming,
Tell me what you dream to-day."
'Tie is old and we have heard him,"
Said the boy then to the maiden;
"He is old and heavy laden
With a load we throw away.
Care may come to find us,
Age may lay us low;
Still, we seek the light we know,
And the dead we leave behind us.
"Did he think that he would blind us
Into such a small believing
As to live without achieving,
When the lights have led so far?
Let him watch or let him wither,
Shall he tell us where we are?
We know best who go together,
Downward, onward, and so far."
II
Said the Watcher by the Way
To the fiery folk that hastened,
To the loud and the unchastened,
"You are strong, I see, to-day.
Strength and hope may lead you
To the journey's end,
Each to be the other's friend
If the Town should fail to need you.
"And are ravens there to feed you
In the Town down the River,
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