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Pain ebbs, And like cool balm, An opiate weariness Settles on eye-lids, on relaxed Pale wrists.
So may you sleep alway, My baby, my dear son: Amen, Amen, Amen. My baby, my dear son.
Fate Defied As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad
I have no heart for noon-tide and… But I will take me where more ten… Shakes, fold on fold, her dewy dar… And shelters me that I may weep i… And feel no pitying eyes, and hear…
Peter stands by the gate, And Michael by the throne. ‘Peter, I would pass the gate And come before the throne.’ ‘Whose spirit prayed never at the…
Behold her, Running through the waves Eager to reach the land; The water laps her, Sun and wind are on her,
But me They cannot touch, Old age and death. .the strange And ignominious end of old Dead folk!
Listen . . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break f… And fall.
Burdock, Blue aconite, And thistle and thorn. .of these Singing I wreathe my pretty wreat… O’death.
As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O Fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad Like the moon.
When I was girl by Nilus stream I watched the deserts stars arise; My lover, he who dreamed the Sphi… Learned all his dreaming from eyes… I bore in Greece a burning name,
What words Are left thee then Who hast squandered on thy Forgetfulness eternity’s I Love?
‘Boy, lying Where the long grass Edges the pool’s brim, What do you watch There in the water? The blue
Have yet forgot, sweet birds, How near the heaven’s lie? Drooping, sick-pinion’d, oh Have yet forgot the sky? The air that once I knew
Thou hast Drawn laughter from A well of secret tears And thence so elvish it rings, –mo… And sweet.