Poem by Bliss Carman

Why

FOR a name unknown,
Whose fame unblown
Sleeps in the hills
For ever and aye;

For her who hears
The stir of the years
Go by on the wind
By night and day;

And heeds no thing
Of the needs of spring,
Of autumn’s wonder
Or winter’s chill;

For one who sees
The great sun freeze,
As he wanders a-cold
From hill to hill;

And all her heart
Is a woven part
Of the flurry and drift
Of whirling snow;

For the sake of two
Sad eyes and true,
And the old, old love
So long ago.

1. I Loved Thee, Atthis, in the Long Ago
2. Triumphalis
3. A Creature Catechism
4. The Winter Scene
5. The Tent of Noon

Ella Wilcox Why ("Why do eyes that were tender")

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