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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.

By InaCoolbrith

968 Helen Hunt Jackson

WHAT songs found voice upon those lips,

What magic dwelt within the pen,

Whose music into silence slips,

Whose spell lives not again!

For her the clamorous to-day

The dreamful yesterday became;

The brands upon dead hearths that lay

Leaped into living flame.

Clear ring the silvery Mission bells

Their calls to vesper and to mass;

O’er vineyard slopes, through fruited dells,

The long processions pass;

The pale Franciscan lifts in air

The Cross above the kneeling throng;

Their simple world how sweet with prayer,

With chant and matin-song!

There, with her dimpled, lifted hands,

Parting the mustard’s golden plumes,

The dusky maid, Ramona, stands

Amid the sea of blooms.

And Alessandro, type of all

His broken tribe, for evermore

An exile, hears the stranger call

Within his father’s door.

The visions vanish and are not,

Still are the sounds of peace and strife,—

Passed with the earnest heart and thought

Which lured them back to life.

O sunset land! O land of vine,

And rose, and bay! in silence here

Let fall one little leaf of thine,

With love, upon her bier.