The Poetry of Earth
The Unconquered Air, and Other Poems (1912)
There is always room for beauty: memoryA myriad lovely blossoms may enclose,But, whatsoe'er hath been, there still must beRoom for another rose.
Though skylark, throstle, whitethroat, whip-poor-will,And nightingale earth's echoing chantries throng,When comes another singer, there will beRoom for another song.