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As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O Fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad Like the moon.
‘Boy, lying Where the long grass Edges the pool’s brim, What do you watch There in the water? The blue
Madonna, Madonnina Sat by the grey road-side, Saint Joseph her beside, And Our Lord at her breast; Oh they were fain to rest,
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!
Listen . . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break f… And fall.
If it Were lighter touch Than petal of flower resting On grass, oh still too heavy it we… Too heavy!
Sea-foam And coral! Oh, I’ll Climb the great pasture rocks And dream me mermaid in the sun’s Gold flood.
The shadowy boy of night Crosses the dusking land; He sows his poppy-seeds With steady, gentle hand. The shadowy boy of night
A laggard in the rear of time’s sw… And one who loiters on an aimless… Through lands he knows not; lured… In secret paths where silence hold… And rust ascending wings. Roads m…
Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan,
So may you sleep alway, My baby, my dear son: Amen, Amen, Amen. My baby, my dear son.
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!
(Girl’s Song) In Babylon, in Nineveh, And long ago, and far away, The lilies and the lotus blew That are my sweet of youth to-day.
Well and If day on day Follows and weary year On year . . . and ever days and ye… Well?
Thou hast Drawn laughter from A well of secret tears And thence so elvish it rings, –mo… And sweet.