SONGLet me be great, as stars are great,Singing of love, not of hate.Love for sweet and simple things,Like clouds and sea-shell whisperings,Cool autumn winds, pale dew-kissed flowers,Thin coils of smoke and granite towers,Snow-capped mountain peaks that flashHigh above a river’s crash,Shrill songs of birds and children’s laughter,Soft grey shadows trailing afterSunbeam sprites that seek the woodsAnd lose themselves in solitudes.All these I’ll love, never hate,And loving them, I will be great.OLIVER JENKINS
Let me be great, as stars are great,Singing of love, not of hate.Love for sweet and simple things,Like clouds and sea-shell whisperings,Cool autumn winds, pale dew-kissed flowers,Thin coils of smoke and granite towers,Snow-capped mountain peaks that flashHigh above a river’s crash,Shrill songs of birds and children’s laughter,Soft grey shadows trailing afterSunbeam sprites that seek the woodsAnd lose themselves in solitudes.All these I’ll love, never hate,And loving them, I will be great.
OLIVER JENKINS