Poetry of Kansas

The Two Lands.

Dim was the land, like some realm Under-
    Where stealthy shadows skulked the
dark day long;
The murky mists hid all the hill-tops round,
    And leafless woods were gay with no
bird's song.
    There no man knew if he went right
or wrong,
Where was no sun nor moon nor any star.
    Before, a shape, mist-muffled, fled along,
Bright-eyed, and beckoned me who
followed far.
    "What land is this?" I questioned with
a shout.
    "O youth," it said, "this is the land of
Long leagues I followed on that self-same
    That shape that turned not to the left
nor right,
And now I lost it in the fogs by day,
    And now I found its flashing eyes by
Until, one morn, the freshly kindling
Saw a new land. No mist nor shade was
    But flowers and all things pleasant to
the sight,
And at my side the shape, divinely fair.
    "Welcome," it said; "this is my land,
O youth!"
    "And who art thou?" It answered,
"I am Truth."
___Arthur Graves Canfield
Selected by Arthur Richmond Marsh
(Lawrence: Journal Publishing Co. 1888)
Pages 25-26
April 18, 2004 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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