Here you will find the Poem A Song of Derivations of poet Alice Alice Meynell
I come from nothing; but from where Come the undying thoughts I bear? Down, through the long links of death and birth, From the past poets of the earth, My immortality is there. I am like the blossom of an hour. But long, long vanished sun and shower Awoke my breath i' the young world's air; I track the past back everywhere Through seed and flower and seed and flower. Or I am like a stream that flows Full of the cold springs that arose In morning lands, in distant hills; And down the plain my channel fills With melting of forgotten snows. Voices, I have not heard, possessed My own fresh songs; my thoughts are blessed With relics of the far unknown. And mixed with memories not my own The sweet streams throng in my breast. Before this life began to be, The happy songs that wake in me Woke long ago and far apart. Heavily on this little heart Presses this immortality.