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Page 49 - The long savannahs of the blue; Or whether, Thunder-driven, They clanged his chariot 'thwart a heaven, Flashy with flying lightnings round the spurn o' their feet: — Fear wist not 'to evade as Love wist to pursue.
Page 53 - My freshness spent its wavering shower i' the dust; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches of my mind.
Page 48 - Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. Up vistaed hopes I sped; And shot, precipitated Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears, From those strong Feet that followed, followed after. But with unhurrying chase, And unperturbed pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat — and a Voice beat More instant than the Feet — " All things betray thee, who betrayest Me.
Page 23 - How should I gauge what beauty is her dole, Who cannot see her countenance for her soul ; As birds see not the casement for the sky ? And as 'tis check they prove its presence by, I know not of her body till I find My flight debarred the heaven of her mind.
Page 51 - And its sweet tears were salt with mortal mine; Against the red throb of its sunset-heart I laid my own to beat, And share commingling heat; But not by that, by that, was eased my human smart. In vain my tears were wet on Heaven's grey cheek. For ah ! we know not what each other says, These things and I ; in sound 7 speak — Their sound is but their stir, they speak by silences.
Page 77 - O frankly fickle, and fickly true, Do you know what the days will do to you? To your love and you what the days will do, 0 frankly fickle, and fickly true?
Page 48 - I FLED Him, down the nights and down the days ; I fled Him, down the arches of the years...
Page 77 - mid men my needless head, And my fruit is dreams, as theirs is bread: The goodly men and the sun-hazed sleeper Time shall reap, but after the reaper The world shall glean of me, me the sleeper. Love, love! your flower of withered dream In leaved rhyme lies safe, I deem, Sheltered and shut in a nook of rhyme, From the reaper man, and his reaper Time. Love!
Page 78 - mid men my needless head, And my fruit is dreams, as theirs is bread : The goodly men and the sun-hazed sleeper Time shall reap, but after the reaper The world shall glean of me, me the sleeper. Love, love! your flower of withered dream In leaved rhyme lies safe, I deem, Sheltered and shut in a nook of rhyme, From the reaper man, and his reaper Time. Love! 7 fall into the claws of Time: But lasts within a leaved rhyme All that the world of me esteems — My withered dreams, my withered dreams.
Page 74 - Then, as you search with unaccustomed glance The ranks of Paradise for my countenance, Turn not your tread along the Uranian sod Among the bearded counsellors of God ; For if in Eden as on earth are we, I sure shall keep a younger company : Pass where beneath their ranged gonfalons The starry cohorts shake their shielded suns, The dreadful mass of their enridged spears ; Pass where majestical the eternal peers, The stately choice of the great Saintdom, meet...

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