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Page 34 - To end her Fear BE kind to her O Time. She is too much afraid of you Because yours is a land unknown, Wintry, dark and lone. "Tis not for her To pass Boldly upon your roadless waste. Roads she loves, and the bright ringing Of quick heels, and clear singing. She is afraid Of Time, Forty to seventy sadly fearing . . . O, all those unknown years, And these sly, stoat-like fears! Shake not on her Your snows, But on the rich, the proud, the wise Who have that to make them glow With warmth beneath the...
Page 13 - Absalon, my son, my son!' crept round. It is not true that eyes No meaning have but in the lids' fall and rise. I have seen tenor leap Up from the spirit's unfathomable deep, Through unfixed eyeballs stare, Then shuddering sink back and lie snake-like there. I have seen honour look Swift under candid brows, when all else shook, Pouring in warm light through Eyes that from inward vision their seeing drew. And I know the fluttering look That first love flashes like a bird o'er a brook . . . No lid...
Page 9 - Tossed flashing at thy feet And tossing flashed again When the timid herd By thy swift passing stirred Up-leapt and ran; Thou that didst fleet Thy shadow over dark October hills By Aston, Weston, Saintbury, Willersey, Winchcombe, and all the combes and hills Of the green lonely land; Thou that in May Once when I saw thee sunning Thyself so lovely there Than the flushed flower more fair Fallen from the wild apple spray, Didst rise and sprinkling sunlight with thy hand Shadow-like disappear in the...
Page 13 - The Eye IT is not true that eyes Save in the trembling eyelids' fall and rise No meaning have. Did Eve Hide in dull orbs the Snake's guile, and deceive Adam with innocent stare? When David saw how Bathsheba was fair Burnt in his eyes no fire? Marked not the men-at-arms his flushed desire Sudden and swift upbrim, That not the falling eyelids
Page 47 - And darken forests on their naked sides, And call the rivers from the vexing springs, And lead the blind winds into deserts strange. And in firm human bones the ill that hides Is mine, the fear that cries, the hope that sings. I am that creature and creator. Change.
Page 95 - Like woods thy soft clouds wherein the light nests warm ; Let shadows on thy meadows move like sheep. Thy birds are lovely birds and lovely voices, And lovely airs they sing in the rainy spring. Silver hair thy streams, drawn through tangled dreams Of trees and meads and trees that shake and sing. Thy harvest fields that lie 'neath the full-moon sky Through all the moony vale are silver pale. Broad in thy light, O Moon, the land lies bright ; Asleep or musing deep is all the vale. There should no...
Page 9 - O thou, my Muse, Beside the Kentish River running Through water-meads where dews Tossed flashing at thy feet And tossing flashed again When the timid herd By thy swift passing stirred Up-leapt and ran ; Thou that didst fleet Thy shadow over dark October hills By Aston, Weston, Saintbury, Willersey, Winchcombe, and all the combes and hills Of the green lonely land ; Thou that in May Once when I saw thee sunning Thyself so lovely there Than the flushed flower more fair Fallen from the wild apple spray,...
Page 10 - O yield thee, Muse, to me, No more in dream delights and morn forgettings, But in a ferny hollow I know well And thou know'st well, warm-proof'd 'gainst the wind's frettings. . . . Bring thou thyself, and there In that warm ferny hollow where the sun Slants one gold beam and no light else but thine And my eyes...
Page 79 - Jefore delight was sweet upon the tongue ; For those small sins accustomed, unperceived That run like vermin under the hardening skin ; And for those sins forgotten which were yet Another sin, and sadder, to forget : — O, for each sin To which the gay dependent body clung Lest, wanting, it be withered quite And every leaf whirl brittle through the night. . . . For these, yes, yes, for these. But these beyond, For those wished sins that now the false and fond Spirit, retasting sweetness in old memories...
Page 16 - THIS June evening sky Blooms with such lovely flowers As earth in happiest hours Had wished for hers. The west wind all day Sent white clouds after white, But evening's rarer light Makes beauty more. Born in a high cold air, These evening flowers die As in an Arctic sky, So soon as born : Soon as a happy dream, Or blooms that water shakes And as it makes unmakes ; They brighten, fade. Then for their season too Starred is the heavenly mead With flowers of heavenly seeH Blue, yellow and white.