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Look up . . . From bleakening hills Blows down the light, first breath Of wintry wind . . . look up, and… The snow!
The long night through and still a… Estranged from eyes that very wear… Makes blind to dawn.
All day, all day I brush My golden strands of hair; All day I wait and wait.. Ah, who is there? Who calls? Who calls? The gold
Three grey women walk with me Fate and Grief and Memory. My fate brought grief; my grief mu… With me through Eternity, Such thy power, memory.
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
Than spring’s new scents The winter’s earliest wind Blows from the hills the first fai… Of Snow. Why have I
With night’s Dim veil and blue I will cover my eyes, I will bind close my eyes that are So weary.
Joy! Joy! Joy! The hills are glad, The valleys re-echo with merriment… In my heart is the sound of laught… And my feet dance to the time of i…
Reap, reap the grain and gather The sweet grapes from the vine; Our Lord’s mother is weeping, She hath nor bread nor wine; She is weeping. The Queen of Hea…
Madonna, Madonnina Sat by the grey road-side, Saint Joseph her beside, And Our Lord at her breast; Oh they were fain to rest,
So may you sleep alway, My baby, my dear son: Amen, Amen, Amen. My baby, my dear son.
The immemorial grief of all years Burdes my heart sorely, and the ye… Of slow eternal crying stain my ch… Forever and forever my soul speaks Saying: I am thy self: Look on me…
Heard ye the maidens Went through the meadows, Early, O, early, While yet the dew was Wet on the grass?
Sea-foam And coral! Oh, I’ll Climb the great pasture rocks And dream me mermaid in the sun’s Gold flood.
If illness’ end be health regained… Will pay you, Asculapeus, when I…