Langdon Smith

I was thewed like an Auroch bull Were gowned in your glorious hair.

— Langdon Smith

I flaked a flint to a cutting edge And fitted it, head and haft.

— Langdon Smith

Then I hid me close to the reedy tarn, And slew him upon the brink.

— Langdon Smith

Loud I howled through the moonlit wastes, The clan came tramping in.

— Langdon Smith

I carved that fight on a reindeer bone Till our brutal tusks were gone.

— Langdon Smith

And that was a million years ago Your soul untried, and yet —

— Langdon Smith

Our love is old, our lives are old, We shall not live again?

— Langdon Smith

God wrought our souls from the Tremadoc beds Where the mummied mammoths are.

— Langdon Smith

For we know the clod, by the grace of God Will beckon from death to death.

— Langdon Smith

Then as we linger at luncheon here Were a tadpole and I was a fish.

— Langdon Smith

When you were a tadpole and I was a fish For I loved you even then.

— Langdon Smith

Mindless we lived and mindless we loved And crept into light again.

— Langdon Smith

Croaking and blind, with our three-clawed feetTo hint at a life to come.

— Langdon Smith

Yet happy we lived and happy we loved, And the night of death was past.

— Langdon Smith

And, oh! what beautiful years were these In the first faint dawn of speech.

— Langdon Smith

Thus life by life and love by love In a strange, dim dream of God.

— Langdon Smith