Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

H . O. Meredith . I cried in ecstasy “ Rejoice , Ye daughters and ye sons of men , Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Do ye not hear the measured strain , That penetrates and interweaves Sand of the sea and earthy clod , Which fruit and flower , grass and leaves Pour forth unceasingly to God ? The hills are ordered in due ranks , The stars depart not from their course , The mighty rivers keep their banks Strength of the land and ocean - force Swing to each other equipoised , The space each yields to each restored , Hear ye not in their margins noised The rhythmic praises of the Lord ? All beasts that grow from dust at last Give back to dust the growth they got , Yet gender ere their time be past Seed of their kind that faileth not ; And man who ponders , who repeats Songs which the mind of God rehearse , Sprung from the dust in death completes The balance of the Universe . 117