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Had some old Pagan slept a thousand years,

To wake to-day, and stretching to the stars

Gaunt arms of longing, called on Venus, Mars,

June and Jove, Apollo and his peers;

And heard, for answer, echoing from the spheres,

“Thy gods are gone: the gods of old are dead.

It is by Christ thou shalt be comforted,

The pitying God who wipes away all tears.”

Such answer had there come, deaf ears, in scorn

Had turned the Pagan, and deaf ears turn we

To other voices, on this April morn,

Since he who sang the sunrise and the sea

Shall sing no more. Deaf are we and forlorn,

The gods are dead, and dead is Poetry.

April 10, 1909.