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Title: Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great, Volume 5 (of 14)

Author: Elbert Hubbard

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LITTLE JOURNEYS TO THE HOMES OF THE GREAT, VOLUME 5

Little Journeys to the Homes of English Authors

by

ELBERT HUBBARD

New York

1916

CONTENTS

WILLIAM MORRIS
ROBERT BROWNING
ALFRED TENNYSON
ROBERT BURNS
JOHN MILTON
SAMUEL JOHNSON
THOMAS B. MACAULAY
LORD BYRON
JOSEPH ADDISON
ROBERT SOUTHEY
SAMUEL T. COLERIDGE
BENJAMIN DISRAELI

WILLIAM MORRIS

THE IDLE SINGER

Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing,
I can not ease the burden of your fears,
Or make quick-coming death a little thing,
Or bring again the pleasure of past years,
Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears,
Or hope again for aught that I can say,
The idle singer of an empty day.

But rather, when aweary of your mirth,
From full hearts still unsatisfied ye sigh,
And feeling kindly unto all the earth,
Grudge every minute as it passes by,
Made the more mindful that the sweet days die,--
Remember me a little then, I pray,
The idle singer of an empty day.

* * * * *

Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time,
Why should I strive to set the crooked straight?
Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme
Beats with light wing against the ivory gate,
Telling a tale not too importunate
T