The Poem
…g. PERCY. Let that light be drawn from Heaven too. ESME. Oh, Percy, I am so glad, so glad ! PERCY. Esmé ! ESME. When will you begin your great poem—now ? PERCY [as 2f tn pain). Ah! my poem. I am in despair! It is so great,
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…g. PERCY. Let that light be drawn from Heaven too. ESME. Oh, Percy, I am so glad, so glad ! PERCY. Esmé ! ESME. When will you begin your great poem—now ? PERCY [as 2f tn pain). Ah! my poem. I am in despair! It is so great,
…youngman. The gentleman stops and gives the lstile girl a halfpenny. The young man smiles. The gentleman notices the smile, and sees how great a sadness underlies it. VAUGHAN. [Durning to the young man.] ND you—what are you doing here? Excuse my rudeness—you seem so sad. PERCY. I am sad to-night. I am very lonely in this place. VAUGHAN. There are plenty of people about. PERCY. People—mere shells, husks of the golden wheat that might grow even here. VAUGHAN. Why do you stay here?
… been so perfect: there was on the last passage of his work a hush, a silence almost as if the world—his world—awaited the voice of some great one. And now the silence is not broken. Perhaps men were not ready for those final chords. Perhaps to hear them would be to pass where he has passed! But oh! the pity! To leave his greatest task undone! To be stricken down in the last charge, a good soldier to the end! Would God he could come back only