This poem was included in the original 1915 edition.
THEY brought me ambrotypes Of the old pioneers to enlarge. And sometimes one sat for me-- Some one who was in being When giant hands from the womb of the world Tore the republic. What was it in their eyes?-- For I could never fathom That mystical pathos of drooped eyelids, And the serene sorrow of their eyes. It was like a pool of water, Amid oak trees at the edge of a forest, Where the leaves fall, As you hear the crow of a cock From a far--off farm house, seen near the hills Where the third generation lives, and the strong men And the strong women are gone and forgotten. And these grand--children and great grand-children Of the pioneers! Truly did my camera record their faces, too, With so much of the old strength gone, And the old faith gone, And the old mastery of life gone, And the old courage gone, Which labors and loves and suffers and sings Under the sun!
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Debora , about 1 month ago
Reading the comments of young people that have commented on these pages, some thoughtful, but for the most part, shallow, uninterested, and pointless, I can't help but draw a comparison to these lines:
"...the strong men
And the strong women are gone and forgotten.
And these grand--children and great grand-children
Of the pioneers!
Truly did my camera record their faces, too,
With so much of the old strength gone,
And the old faith gone,
And the old mastery of life gone,
And the old courage gone,
Which labors and loves and suffers and sings
Under the sun!"
I guess my comment/question would be, If you can't understand the symbolism in these poems and see how so many things never change, how do you expect your own life to grow and improve? "Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it".