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The long night through and still a… Estranged from eyes that very wear… Makes blind to dawn.
Fate Defied As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad
Seen on a night in November How frail Above the bulk Of crashing water hangs, Autumn, evanescent, wan,
Thou beautiful and ivory gates That shut my tears away from me - Even, at last, such refuge yield That great, safe doors of Ebony.
Heard ye the maidens Went through the meadows, Early, O, early, While yet the dew was Wet on the grass?
Lo, All the Way, Look you, I said, the clouds will… Grow clear, the road Be easier for my travelling the fi… So sodden and dead,
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,
More dim than wining moon Thy face, mort faint Than is the falling wind Thy voice, yet do Thine eyes most strangely glow,
‘Boy, lying Where the long grass Edges the pool’s brim, What do you watch There in the water? The blue
The poet pursues his beautiful the… The preacher his golden beatitude; And I run after a vanishing dream… The glittering, will-o’-the-wispis… Of the properly scholarly attitude…
My songs to sell, sweet maid! I pray you buy. Here’s one will win a lady’s tears… Here’s one will make her gay, Here’s one will charm your true lo…
Art thou Not kin to him Who loved Mark’s wife and both Died for it? O, thou harper in Green woods?
With swift Great sweep of her Magnificent arm my pain Clanged back the doors that shut m… From life.
Ere the horne’d owl hoot Once and twice and thrice there sh… Go among the blind brown worms News of thy great burial; When the pomp is passed away,
Every day, Every day, Tell the hours By their shadows, By their shadows.