Richard Hovey

“There's a whisper in the night-wind, there's a star agleam to guide us, And the Wild is calling, calling... let us go.”

“Give a rouse, then, in the Maytime for a life that knows no fear!”

“Who would not be a vagabond, and roam the world with me?”

“For we know the world is glorious and the goal a golden thing, And that God is not a slayer, and that life is not a lie.”

“The wolf-wind is wailing at the doorways, And the snow drifts deep along the road.”

“For the Gipsy blood is stronger than the blood of all the kings.”

“And the sons of the Prophet are valiant and bold, and quite unaccustomed to fear.”

“For it is always spring and everyone is in love and flowers pick themselves.”

“I am sick of the showy seeming of a life that is half a lie.”

“With the sea-born winds of Maine.”

“Let me have a scarlet maple for the gravestone at my head, With the quiet sun behind it, in the years when I am dead.”