Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By James BenjaminKenyon1310 Quatrains
Y
On wind-swift barbs, o’er many an azure plain,
Scarce pause to lift to Allah one small prayer,
Ere Ishmael’s spirit drives them forth again.
I
“Mortals miscall me Life,” he sadly saith;
The other, with a smile like morning light,
Flashed his strong wings and spake,
“Men name me Death.”
A
Though the black camel Death kneel at thy gate;
No beggar thou that thou for alms shouldst sue;
Be the proud captain still of thine own fate!