A Hero's Name

The old earth to the suubeam said, " Come, let us husteu with the flowers ; Give me." she breathed," yoiir kindliug kise; Give me your strength," she prayed the showers. Cali the rhodora f rom the swiimp, Cali the azalea sweet as musk, Cali lilles that from burdened hearts Their fragrUnce ponr along the dusk. " And cali from all my secret cells The blushes of the perfect rose; For I would heap my héroes' graves Full soon with every bud that blows!" Then said the sunbeams and the showers, " In morning glow. in midnight dew, Though clothed with grass, though heaped with bloom. Thoueh tenting skies be gray or blue, " Yet while on each white marble there The sacred letters shine like name, The grave no other garland needs Whose headstoue bears a hero's name.