The Darkened Way (Poem by Gilbert Parker)

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The Darkened Way

By Gilbert Parker


“It is no matter;” — thus the noble Dane,
About his heart more ill than one could tell;
Sad augury, that like a funeral bell
Against his soul struck solemn notes of pain.

So ‘gainst the deadly smother he could press
With calm his lofty manhood; interpose
Purpose divine, and at the last disclose
For life’s great shift a regnant readiness.

To-day I bought some matches in the street
From one whose eyes had long since lost their sight.
Trembling with palsy was he to his feet.

“Father,” I said, “how fare you in the night?”
 “In body ill, but ‘tis no matter, friend,
Strong is my soul to keep me to the end.”


DISTRUST not a woman nor a king — it availeth nothing. — Egyptian Proverb.

WHEN thou journeyest into the shadows, take not sweetmeats with thee, but a seed of corn and a bottle of tears and wine; that thou mayst have a garden in the land whither thou goeat— Egyptian Proverb.

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