Into the dusk and snow
One fared on yesterday;
No man of us may know
By what mysterious way.
He had been comrade long;
We fain would hold him still;
But, though our will be strong,
There is a stronger Will.
Beyond the solemn night
He will find morning-dream,--
The summer's kindling light
Beyond the snow's chill gleam.
The clear, unfaltering eye,
The inelienable soul,
The calm, high energy,--
They will not fail the goal!
Large will be our content
If it be ours to go
One day the path he went
Into the dusk and snow!
