Classic Poem

1.
Man rising to the doom that shall not err,—
 Which hath most dread: the arouse of all or each;
 All kindreds of all nations of all speech,
Or one by one of him and him and her?
While dust reanimate begins to stir
 Here, there, beyond, beyond, reach beyond reach;
 While every wave refashions on the beach
Alive or dead-in-life some seafarer.
Now meeting doth not join or parting part;
 True meeting and true parting wait till then,
  When whoso meet are joined for evermore,
Face answering face and heart at rest in heart:—
  God bring us all rejoicing to the shore
 Of happy Heaven, His sheep home to the pen.