From One Augur To Another

Poem By Emma Lazarus

So, Calchas, on the sacred Palatine,
You thought of Mopsus, and o'er wastes of sea
A flower brought your message. I divine
(Through my deep art) the kindly mockery
That played about your lips and in your eyes,
Plucking the frail leaf, while you dreamed of home.
Thanks for the silent greeting! I shall prize,
Beyond June's rose, the scentless flower of Rome.
All the Campagna spreads before my sight,
The mouldering wall, the Caesars' tombs unwreathed,
Rome and the Tiber, and the yellow light,
Wherein the honey-colored blossom breathed.
But most I thank it--egoists that we be!
For proving then and there you thought of me.

Comments about From One Augur To Another

There is no comment submitted by members.


2,8 out of 5
66 total ratings

Other poems of LAZARUS

A June Night

Ten o'clock: the broken moon
Hangs not yet a half hour high,
Yellow as a shield of brass,

City Visions

I

As the blind Milton's memory of light,
The deaf Beethoven's phantasy of tone,

Arabesque

On a background of pale gold
I would trace with quaint design,
Penciled fine,

Echoes

Late-born and woman-souled I dare not hope,
The freshness of the elder lays, the might
Of manly, modern passion shall alight
Upon my Muse's lips, nor may I cope

Florence Nightingale

UPON the whitewashed walls
A woman's shadow falls,
A woman walketh o'er the darksome floors.

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame