Music, and Other Poems

THE SUN-DIAL AT WELLS COLLEGE

     The shadow by my finger cast
     Divides the future from the past:
     Before it, sleeps the unborn hour
     In darkness, and beyond thy power:
     Behind its unreturning line,
     The vanished hour, no longer thine:
     One hour alone is in thy hands,—
     The NOW on which the shadow stands.

     March, 1904.