Haniel Long. Song of Young Burbage. Harriet Monroe, ed. Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912-22

Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22.

Song of Young Burbage

By Haniel Long


From “On the Road” THE GOAT that rubbed my knees last night
And left his ancient smell
Maddened my heart that I was what
A hornèd goat could tell.

For if his favor singled me	5
Out of the passing crowd,
I know I’m not too well disguised
Nor yet too worldly proud.

Most difficult it is today
Beneath a coat and vest:	10
I fear my old identity
May fade with all the rest.

But I’ll go back to hill and sky
And hold a colloquy:
I need those ancient presences	15
Whose tumult still is—me!