[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXXIV. Rebel Song. Thine the hand that halved and fashioned Into twain all things that be: Thine the hand that, un-impassioned, Halved the rebel soul of me. In thy Court of Sun and Shadow, Have I labored, Lord how long? Praying […]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXXIII. Knights of Chance. Men do not live in cities. Between the narrow ways They walk as meek-faced merchants, dissembling all their days. Ours are the open places; ours are the Plain and Sky; The clean, deep-hearted Ranges, the Hills — […]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXXII. Same as You. If your luck is out with women; if you’ve looked too long on wine, Do not sit and nurse the anger of your anguish, brother mine, For the sun will rise to-morrow, and the skies be just […]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXXI. The Lonely Road. Yea, I have smiled as men may smile whose hearts within them die; Yea, I have heard the Voices call, and turned and said “Good-bye!” Good-bye, my love, good-bye! White powdered worlds wane dim above; the pregnant […]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXX. The Hunter’s Greeting. The Brood is in the Forest, The Spawn beneath the Sea, Fair-greeting, City Brother, The Hunters give to thee. Who knows the Mart and Temple, He knoweth not the Trail: The Spoor is script before us — […]