Poems of the Past and the Present

Moments the mightiest pass uncalendared,
      And when the Absolute
   In backward Time outgave the deedful word
      Whereby all life is stirred:
"Let one be born and throned whose mould shall constitute
The norm of every royal-reckoned attribute,"
      No mortal knew or heard.
   But in due days the purposed Life outshone -
      Serene, sagacious, free;
  --Her waxing seasons bloomed with deeds well done,
      And the world's heart was won . . .
Yet may the deed of hers most bright in eyes to be
Lie hid from ours--as in the All-One's thought lay she -
      Till ripening years have run.