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Listen . . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break f… And fall.
JUST now, Out of the strange Still dusk . . . as strange, as st… A white moth flew . . . Why am I… So cold?
The cold With steely clutch Grips all the land. .alack The little people in the hills Will die!
Little Sister Rose-Marie, Will thy feet as willing-light Run through Paradise, I wonder, As they run the blue skies under, Willing feet, so airy-light?
The shadowy boy of night Crosses the dusking land; He sows his poppy-seeds With steady, gentle hand. The shadowy boy of night
With swift Great sweep of her Magnificent arm my pain Clanged back the doors that shut m… From life.
Behold her, Running through the waves Eager to reach the land; The water laps her, Sun and wind are on her,
Sun and wind and beat of sea, Great lands stretching endlessly’… Where be bonds to bind the free? All the world was made for me!
Fate Defied As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad
To Walter Savage Landor Ah, Walter, where you lived I rue These days come all too late for m… What matter if her eyes were blue Whose rival is Persephone?
‘There’s be no roof to shelter you… You’ll have no where to lay your h… And who will get your food for you… Star-dust pays for no man’s bread. So, Jacky, come give me your fidd…
Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan,
Heard ye the maidens Went through the meadows, Early, O, early, While yet the dew was Wet on the grass?
Hear thou my lamentation, Eros, Aphrodite’s son! My heart is broken and my days are… Where the woods are dark and the s… Eros!
With night’s Dim veil and blue I will cover my eyes, I will bind close my eyes that are So weary.