The Golfer's Rubaiyat by Henry Walcott Boynton (e book reader online .txt) 📗
- Author: Henry Walcott Boynton
Book online «The Golfer's Rubaiyat by Henry Walcott Boynton (e book reader online .txt) 📗». Author Henry Walcott Boynton
WOULD but the dim Face of old Winter yield
One glimpse of green, like Youth to Age reveal’d,
Thro’ which once more the failing Limbs might spring
As springs the trampled Herbage of the Field.
[Pg 77]
AH! with the Green my fading life provide,
Some ancient golfing Crony by my side:
Content to play one Round, or, meeker still,
To mix a gentle Foursome satisfied.
[Pg 78]
THAT even the wavering Remnant of the Swing
May bear some witness to my virtuous Spring,
And leave no True-believer passing-by
Unedified by its Admonishing.
[Pg 79]
WOULD but the god of Golfers ere too late
Arrest the sure-advancing step of Fate,
What matter if we play the Odd or Like?
Or—if we play—hole out in Four or Eight?
[Pg 80]
AH, let the Honor go to Fate, and let
All difficulties by that Crack be met;
The Duffer still may win a Half or two,
Content while Fate is only Dormie yet.
[Pg 81]
OR if ev’n this be taken, you and I
May still fare onward calmly, honestly,
Nor care how many Down the Record stand:
The Match is over—Let us play the Bye!
[Pg 82]
YON rising Moon that leads us Home again,
How oft hereafter will she wax and wane;
How oft hereafter rising wait for us
At this same Turning—and for One in vain.
[Pg 83]
AND when, like her, my Golfer, I have been
And am no more above the pleasant Green,
And you in your mild Journey pass the Hole
I made in One—ah! pay my Forfeit then!
TAMÁM
End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Golfer's Rubaiyat, by H. W. Boynton
Comments (0)