#Americans #Women
Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan,
Musicians O Musicians: Heartseas… Heartsease: an you will have me li… Light wind in the small green leav… Play, oh play, my sad heart ease; Birds, shake from your wilding thr…
Oh me, Was there a time When Paradise knew Eve In this sweet guise, so placid and
Not thou, White rose, but thy Ensanguined sister is The dear companion of my heart’s Shed blood.
Scarlet the poppies Blue the corn-flowers, Golden the wheat. Gold for the Eternal: Blue for Our Lady:
With swift Great sweep of her Magnificent arm my pain Clanged back the doors that shut m… From life.
Madonna, Madonnina Sat by the grey road-side, Saint Joseph her beside, And Our Lord at her breast; Oh they were fain to rest,
More dim than wining moon Thy face, mort faint Than is the falling wind Thy voice, yet do Thine eyes most strangely glow,
Not spring’s Thou art, but hers, Most cool, most virginal, Winter’s, with thy faint breath, t… Rose-tinged.
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!
Keep thou Thy tearless watch All night but when blue-dawn Breathes on the silver moon, then… Then weep!
What words Are left thee then Who hast squandered on thy Forgetfulness eternity’s I Love?
Well and If day on day Follows and weary year On year . . . and ever days and ye… Well?
White doves of Cytherea, by your… Across the blue Heaven’s bluest h… And by your certain homing to Lov… Still to be true and ever true -…
Still as On windless nights The moon-cast shadows are, So still will be my heart when I Am dead.