The Face Immortal

From The Birmingham Age-Herald, May 3, 1913.
 By Frank L. Stanton.
 

 Time that has left me lonely still may the shadows chase
 It has not dimmed the beauty of one immortal face
 A sweet face of Life’s springtime—a face the violets know
 God knew, high in His heaven, why I loved it so!
 
 When Evening comes, to tell me: “Life’s friends have left you lone!
 There is no voice to answer the tremblings of your own,”
 I see dear lips of crimson—cheeks where the dimples race
 And Memory is with me, and in dreams I see her face.
 
 Is not Life all dreaming? Where scythes and sabers gleam
 The heroes of Life’s battles are the captains of a Dream!
 And so, when Darkness gives us the blessing of God’s grace
 I’m holding hands with Memory and dreaming of her face.