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PANAMA
PATCHWORK
POEMS
BY
NINTH THOUSAND
NEW YORK
THE TROW PRESS
1911
COPYRIGHT, 1909, FOR
tHE UNITED STATES AND PANAMA
BY TRACY ROBINSON
HAIL, PANAMA!
(Hir, "Hmtrlta.")
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INTRODUCTION
To THE SECOND EDITION.
xxii
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JAMES STANLEY GILBERT
BORN AT MlDDLETOWN, CONNECTICUT, U. S. A.,
JULY 20, 1855.
DIED AT COLON, ISTHMUS OF PANAMA,
AUGUST 15, 1906.
This
dreams—
Land of the Cocoanut-Tree!
IN THE ROAR OF THE OCEAN
To
When
That
It
For
The
Each
Hasmeans
him
skirt
far,
three
been
tells
modulation
fever
who
whose
faint
that
of
its
grand daily
lingers
hours
hears
plash lottorrid
never-ceasing
Mistress
keen-trained
that
months
when
of from
underneath
so its
Reef,
like
others
pitch
shall year
voice
ear
aheat
the
falling
the tohear;
affects;
cannot
at
hide
to year
Malapert,
and
once
palm—
her
tear,
calm,
hear
detects
draggled
4
SUNSET
I SIT on my lofty piazza,
O'erlooking the restless sea;
(A spider glides over my forehead,
A cockroach runs over my knee!)
ii
A FRIJOLES WASHER-GIRL
A DREAM in living bronze is she,
A dusky goddess full revealed ;
Clad but in Nature's modesty—
Her wondrous beauty unconcealed.
12
JOHN ASPINWALL
16
_
TO THE SOUTHERN CROSS
EPITAPH
Thou can'st not censure more than we,
The vandal hand that laid thee low :—
But any fool can fell a tree—
Tho' it takes a God to make one grow !
WOODBINE SALLY
(A MEMORY OF EIGHTY-SIX)
21
ISTHMIAN HYMN
22
Forever shall thy pathway trend
Toward glory's gleaming goal !
Eternally shall loyalty
Inspire each Isthmian soul !
Forever shall thy sons maintain
Their noble sires' renown ;
For aye, through them, thy fame shall gem
Colombia's priceless crown!
THE TRADE-WIND
33
WHILE WE'RE STILL LIVING ON
name;
And while criticising others' gaits, you may your
self be lame !
While we're still living on!
An honest
a thief
man's
; an honest man until he's proved
Thus, indeath,
our brief existence in this land of sudden
35
THE NAKED BROWN BABIES OF
BOLIVAR STREET
WeOfare
theminus
blessings
the faith
of lifethat
in the
can presence
cheerfully
of rant
death.
ForThat
we know
is not all
in the
the pockets
silver isofsafe
somebody's
in the mines
breeks.
WeOf
We
are
building
are
weary
weary
aofHope
of
leveling
funerals,
pushing
thatmountains
weary
instantly
unpushable
of falls.
tears,
of fears—
walls ;
WeBefore
have moped
we forget
longwhat
enough
a laugh
! Great
really
Godislet! us laugh
37
THE WAIL OF THE FORGOTTEN
(1901)
O WE are the people whom God forgot
In eighteen eighty-nine,
When Disaster dropped a mighty blot
On the Frenchman's grand design.
40
TO THE "CRAB"*
43
THAT EXCELLENT HEART
44
THE MAN WHO IS ALWAYS RIGHT
J
There is nothing that he does not know
All, everything about !
O'er questions vexed he is ne'er perplexed,
Nor troubled with a doubt !
His ipse dicta clouds dispel
As the day o'ercomes the night ;
Oh, the happiest man since the world began
Is the man who is always right !
46
A PANAMA LULLABY
LULLABY, lullaby, child of the morning,
List to the matin bells hailing the day ;
See the sun blithely the cloudlets adorning,
Ere beginning his journey from far down the bay.
Lovingly, tenderly, each cloud caressing
With glances of love-light and fingers of gold,
For each one doth hold for my darling a blessing,
That each hour of the day shall gently unfold.
47
A TROPIC NOCTURNE
robe of Night.
Out upon
canoe,
the sheeny waters rides a snowy-sailed
And theday
boatman
adieu; chants an Ave, bidding vanished
Crooning
invite,
cradle-songs of Ocean weary souls to rest
And theofdrowsy
Night.Evening falls asleep upon the breast
48
SAN LORENZO
52
THE NEVER-FAILING FRIEND
You have
seemdays,
to end,
yes, weeks of loneliness that never
Or an despair.
ever-changing puzzle that you give up in
54
KING FEVER
birth,
Caliph
Before
President,
and
him,pontiff,
mandarin
emperor,
Kingmikado,
Fever
sultan,
powerless
is
andand
hisshah,
are,
czar,
name!
lands,
King Fever is his name!
His are their diadems, jewels and wealth;
Naughtstealth
can they
; hide from him, sly tho' their
(a jutany of thirst)
With
With
face
teeth
drawn
wellinto
intoa his
scowl,
tongue,
61
y
SONG OF THE MISANTHROPE
66
HE'LL NEVER DIE
MANY suns will lag and loiter from the Blue Hills to
the sea,
Dragging lengthening days behind them to the
Manyvague
moonseternity;
will arch their crescents over forest,
He's across
been trafficking
the bay ! with Boreas within his chilly
den,
And we'll profit by his bargains when the trade-
wind blows again.
69
"TO BLAME?"
74
A NEW YEAR'S RAINBOW
75
THE COMRADES OF THE PLEASANT
PAST
77
TO MNEMOSY'NE
And
Let me
thewalk
mighty
IGoddess
again
shall
silver-maple
find,
the
kind!
forest,
78
That, with branches spreading splendor,
As I gazed in awe and rapture,
Seemed the Tree of Life in blossom,
To my mind.
Would
I wouldmy
go heart
again
Memory
not
to meeting,
!burn within me,
Could
From the high pewit inbethe
! corner,
79
B.C. 2OOO
To
IOfwould
map
those
sought—
before
thatfair
I might
mine
yearsinward
callwhen
again
eyewe
on
theThought
for
sceneKnowledge
81
OUR UNCLE SAM
CHIARINI
or more,
and his elephant have been here a week
Giving
o'er;
us an object-lesson every evening o'er and
And began
he's left us now as ignorant as when he first
To illustrate
of man. to the public the most frequent fate
And
For there's
to
call
beheld
cry!
to mind
many
the truth
men reflected—and
and women weturned
can quickly
away
Whohope
havebehind,
left both home and country, left even
84
Whoevery
are acting
day, out life's ghastly farce before us
You
All hail,
about!
find
may,itthen,
sometime,
out ! Chiarini!
meet people
Teachwho
your
havelesson
sense all
to
IN MEMORIAM
So toallcome
I hateright down to business, all I love and
94
THEN AND NOW
99
.-.
TRANSMIGRATION
AH,
Down
When
The
You
II've
For
With
And
mind
know
you
traced
last
bitter
ha,
could
were
then
ruminant,
your
Ifrom
you
your
aIwere
surviving—had
when
megatherium—
know
the
herb
not
you
putrescent,
well
the
each
fungus—choked
scale
itch
poison
then
thro'
that
each
far
!Iyou
was
succeeding
When
upon
Azoic
leave
upon
spoiled
in
now
the
inmouldy
pachyderm
their
my
the
ghostly
become,
Ime
my
at
Age
was
the
thighs!
last
mud—
turn,
alone,
stage
eyes,
death
my
cud
stone
!past
!breath
! !!
The spider
You've found
on your
my head
officethat
oncefalls
again—
!
Your greater
sharpestefforts
tool is lose
pettytheir
painwings—
!
You're
And
Ah, yes,
You'll
reincarnate
cling
potent
I know
to but
methough
you
eternally
in thoroughly!
little
I be
things
; !
The
You qualification
are the prefixEvil
negative
sent—!
102
SAINT PATRICK
103
MALACHI
" And,
Whensay
I sojourned
!—never breathe
in Palestine
it !—Ithere,
once knew a girl
Whose
Who shoulders
wore sandals,
were and
guiltless
' did of
upfeathers
' her hair!
or wings,
"
105
Right here I awoke, and I think it was time,
Tho' I lost what the seer meant to say.
Last night I retired, somewhat sick of this world,
But I'm feeling more cheerful to-day !
106
i
ME TOO
THAR are these six things ez the Lord doth hate—
Yes, seven ez make Him sick !
I wuz thinkin' 'em over myself last night,
And they're enough tew make enny one kick !
Ye kin find the hull list, ef ye don't believe me,
In Proverbs, along to'rds the fust ;
And uv all the sins uv humanity,
I guess they are clus tew the wust.
A proud look on the face uv a man
Ez hain't got no pride at all ;
Who don't even know the sense uv the word—
Who thinks it means nothin' but gall !
A lyin' tongue thet wags, b'gosh,
Like the clack uv an old grist-mill—
Thet is hung in the middle and works both ends,
Thet death alone kin keep still !
Hands thet shed innercent blood comes next,
And I calkerlate ye'll agree
Thet thar's nothin' more pizon in enny one
Than deliberet krewelty !
And then thar's the heart thet's busy all day
And purty near all the night,
A-devizin' all kinds uv wickedness,
And tryin' tew make black look white !
Nur He don't like the feet thet be so swift
Ter run inter mischef and sich :
The path thet they make don't run very straight,
And like ez not leads tew a ditch !
107
A crooked witness ez can't speak the trewth
Don't cut enny figger with Him !
A perjerer's chances uv gittin' thar,
I reckon, are all-fired slim !
Then the feller thet's allers a-raizin' a row
'Twixt people ez wanter be friends :
He's the last on the list, but he wun't be the least
When He declars His dividends !
108
LITTLE JAMAICA MAN
A COOLIE TOWN LULLABY
De tunnah crack,
Li'l Jamaica
but himman.
mummah here,
in
I THINK OF THEE
That
The
Still sun
heart;
soul
seem
hascommunes
toset—across
separate with
mythe
love
soul,
landfrom
and
heart
me,
seathrobs with
112
SHE SENDS HER LOVE
114
THESE AWFUL DAYS
117
s
TABOGA
119
ONLY A WEED
122
"THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES
124
"OLD COMRADE"
126
THE PRAYER OF A TIMID MAN
127
IF YE WEEP
128
MEMORY
NoThat
gospel
robspreach
me oftothe
me,
bliss—
I pray,
Still
Ofsweetly
a sainted
tasted
mother's
on my
kisslips—
!
That
Theteaches
precepts
that
thata itfather's
taught,care,
Are
And
wisdomless,
hence, accounted
devoid of
naught!
truth,
130
THE WAVE
A On
moan
yonder
for the
hillock
passed
dread.
and passing
And
Letthen,
us, the
ourliving,
voices give
massing,
;
133
LET ME ALONE
134
AU REVOIR
136
VICTORIA THE WOMAN
(C. C. M.)
A queen
Her name
whose
a name
power
chiefest
a naught
willing
grace is
hath
world
womanhood.
long
reveres
withstood,
:
HisLamented
love the
her sceptre
crown, of
Albert'sall her
true woman's
other
and loyal heart.
crowns wife
apart,
:
In
Still
The
woman's
steadfast
guide realm
and
as the
playmate
hercrowding
greatest
of acycles
majesty.
little fly,
child :
137
Handmaiden of the virtues, all and each,
Swift to reward, swift to rebuke as well;
The love of home her happiness to teach,
'Mid social purity her joy to dwell :
A censor of society, whose aim
Hath ever been to honor woman's name.
1901
138
A SPRIG OF SAGE-BRUSH
141
THE MINORITY
In And
whatpetty
phraseology
sinfulness
and? In
nomenclature
what grave tone—
Do
Of how
they we
commune
strive
To to
us
together
reach
unknown—
them
o'er the
but tale
to fail ?
142
CHARITY
143
THE PORTAL AND THE DOOR
And brightly
his joy-bejewelled
flames. sceptre just before him
One who
surface
early
tore;
plucked life's fruitage—thro' its rosy
144
TO JOHN PAYNE
146
WE LINGER STILL
147
WHEN I AM DEAD
148
TO HIM WHO WAITS
149
MY WICKER JUG
Then,main,
some through the straits and some from the
O'er swayed.
their lives and their fortunes her sceptre she
His seized—
galleons they captured, his treasure trains
Alas,years!
that such deeds should grow dim with the
Threenight
days they repulsed them, but to find every
Theyground.
lay while their stronghold was razed to the
Yet
And
On,
They
Nine
But
Before
Below
Of the
on
to
down
at
days
pressed
them
find
them
up
and
last
sun
through
toitstill
onthe
the
that,
Cruces
down
inaislands
on,
ocean
ashes,
mount
the
just
the
with
theforest
for
its
lay
road
setting,
buccaneers
near
Morgan
inhabitants
leagues
bathed
unbroken
that
the looked
city
to
ahead,
away
in
sped,
Panama
the
encamped.
fled.
they
mournfully
rolled
gold
tramped,
led.
;
And Rey!
" On ! " cry the Spaniards, shouting " Viva el
At
Attempt
Then
The
To
With
Had
But save
last
vainly
pirates
we'll
bloodthirsty
assisted
awful
Spartan-like
they
city
tosup
they
return
o'erpower
the
and
Pizarro
arestruggled—repulsed
combat,
home
pirate
vanquished
to
valor
the
tothe
and
in
conquer
as
did
battle
fierce
eagerness
over
all
the! they
once
sons
the
buccaneer—
Peru
" Now,
held
walls
o'er
more
falls!
of those
dear
and
comrades,
! o'er,
! who
" Fire, pillage and slaughter ! " the order goes round
Till palace and cottage are burned to the ground ;
Till cathedral and warehouse no treasures contain,
And in the whole city no gold doth remain ;
Till mother and daughter are captured and chained
With father and brother, or ransom obtained.
'58
Monasteries and hospitals—down with them all !
Leave not a stone standing on yon city wall !
" Oh, ho, 'tis the day ! " quoth Morgan the bold !
" Oh, ho, 'tis the day, and the tale is now told ! "
Freshborn,
youth and grown man and the child but just
159
THE LAND OF THE CACIQUE
It
THE
And
Formay
But,
Some be that
many
truth,
then,
rhymster
good no
ayou his
silly
may utterances
purposed
should
know,
jest
do—some
and
oft trite
apologize,
mischief
masquerades
foolish
senseless
hath
perhaps,
lapse;
heas
wrong
done,
fun. may
right.
Therepow'r
may be, 'mongst them all, one word with
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