Verse > Anthologies > George Willis Cooke, ed. > The Poets of Transcendentalism: An Anthology
George Willis Cooke, comp.  The Poets of Transcendentalism: An Anthology.  1903.
Heirs of Time
By Thomas Wentworth Higginson (1823–1911)
FROM street and square, from hill and glen
Of this vast world beyond my door,
I hear the tread of marching men,
The patient armies of the poor.
The halo of the city’s lamps        5
Hangs, a vast torchlight, in the air;
I watch it through the evening damps:
The masters of the world are there.
Not ermine-clad or clothed in state,
Their title-deeds not yet made plain;        10
But waking early, toiling late,
The heirs of all the earth remain.
Some day, by laws as fixed and fair
As guide the planets in their sweep,
The children of each outcast heir        15
The harvest-fruits of time shall reap.
The peasant brain shall yet be wise,
The untamed pulse grow calm and still;
The blind shall see, the lowly rise,
And work in peace Time’s wondrous will.        20
Some day, without a trumpet’s call,
This news will o’er the world be blown:
“The heritage comes back to all!
The myriad monarchs take their own!”

Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2015 · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors · World Lit.