John Banister Tabb



Ave: Sidney Lanier

by John Banister Tabb

Ere Time's horizon-line was set,
Somewhere in space our spirits met,
Then o'er the starry parapet
Came wandering here.
And now, that thou art gone again
Beyond the verge, I haste amain
(Lost echo of a loftier strain)
To greet thee there.


Copyright 1894
John Lane, LondonCopeland and Day, Boston