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THE HILLS I75 Not death as ye name in derision The change to a cycle of pain, To a cycle of joy as a vision Ye chase, and may capture in vain. Endeth you peace, and your change is Like the change in a measure that shrills And slackens and ranges ; your passion estranges The love of the hills ! Nay ! death is a portal of passing To miseries other but sure. Yet the snow on the hills amassing The wind of an hour may endure ; But as day after day grows the summer The crystals melt one after one. The hill—shall they numb her ? Their frost overcome h…
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I74 THE HILLS No God in this silence existing, No heaven and no earth of Him skills, Save the blizzards unresting, whirling and twisting Adrift on the hills. So witless and aimless and formless I count the Creator to be ; Not strong as who rides on the stormless And tames the untamable sea. But motion and action distorted Are marks of the paths He hath trod. Hated or courted, aided or thwarted :— Lo, He is your God ! But mine in the silence abideth ; Her strength is the strength of rest ; Not on thunders or clouds She rideth But draweth me down…
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I70 THE HILLS Though the desolate waste be enchaunted By a spell that bewilders and chills, To me it is granted to worship the haunted Delight of the hills. To me all the blossoms are seedless, Yet big with all manner of fruit : And a voice in the waste is needless Since my soul in its splendour is mute. Though the height of the hill be deserted, The soul of a man has its mate ; With the wide sky skirted his heart is reverted To commune with Fate. Far flings out the spur to the sunset ; Its help to the hope of the sun That all be unfolded if on…
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THE HILLS I7I Like a lion asleep in his fastness, Or a warrior leant on his spear, The hill stands up in the vastness, And the stars grow strangely near ; For the secret of life and its gladness Are hidden in strength that distils A potion of madness from berries of sadness Grown wild in the hills. Though the earth be disparted and rended, Thus only the great peaks change That their image is moulded and bended Into all that a fancy may range ; And the silence my song could refigure To the note of a bird did I will, Of glory or rigour, of passio…
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I72 THE HILLS For stronger control is than urging, And mightier the heart of the sea Than her waves deep-merging and striving and surging That deem they are free. In spirit I stand on the mountain, My soul into God’s withdrawn And look to the East like a fountain That shoots up the spray of the dawn. And the life of the mountain swims through me (So the song of a thrush in me thrills) And the dawn speaks to me, of old for it knew me The soul of the hills. I stand on the mountain in wonder As the splendour springs up in the East, As the cloud ba…
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THE HILLS TO OSCAR ECKENSTEIN WHENCE the black lands shudder and darken, Whence the sea birds have empire to range, Whence the moon and the meteor hearken The perpetual rhythm of change, On earth and in heaven deluded With time, that the soul of us kills, I have passed. I have brooded, fled far to the wooded And desolate hills. Not there is the changing of voices That lament or regret or are sad, But the sun in his strength rejoices, The moon in her beauty is glad. As timeless and deathless time passes, And death is a hermit that dwells By the …
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THE HILLS I73 So, vague as a ghost swift faded, Steals dawn, and so sunset may see How her long long locks deep-braided Fall down to her breast and her knee. So night and so sunrise discover No light and no darkness to heed. Night is above her, and brings her no lover ; And day, but no deed. Such a sense is up and within me, A tongue as of mystical fire ! Love, beauty, and holiness win me To the end of the great desire, Where I cease from the thirst and the labour, As the land that no ploughman tills Lest the robber his neighbour unloosen the s…
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…els sadness in his skies above, Because one flower is folded. Thus they floated Most deathlessly devoted Beyond the trees, and where the hills divide To take the nighted tide Into a darker, deeper, greener breast, Maybe to find—what rest ? Now to those girdling mountains moon-exalted Came through the hills deep-vaulted That pearly shallop : there the rocks were rent, And the pale element Flowed idly in their gorges : there the night Admits no beam of light ; Nor can the poet’s eye One ray espy. Therefore I saw not how the voyage ended, Only whe…
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…YL I59 LA COUREUSE I60 TO “ ELIZABETH ” I6I SONNET FOR A PICTURE I62 RONDELS (AT MONTE CARLO) I63 IN THE GREAT PYRAMID OF GHIZEH I65 THE HILLS I69
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…ty to chaos hurled He mounts to wisdom’s palace, looks serene upon the sorrowing world. Mighty is wisdom : as a man climbs high upon the hills ice- crowned, Surveys, aloof, the toiling folk far distant on the dusty ground. Among the sleepers vigilant, among the thoughtless eager- eyed The wise speeds on ; the racer so passes the hack with vigorous stride. By earnestness did Maghava attain of Gods to be the Lord. Praise is one-pointed thought’s reward ; Dispersion is a thing abhorred. The Bhikkhu who in Earnestness delights, who fears dispersion…
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…pass be past ? And thy people bewail thee, Thalassian, Lost, lost at the last ? III Nay, ere ye pass your people pass, As snow on summer hills, As dew upon the grass, As one that love fulfils, If he in folly wills Love a lass. Yet on this night of smiles and tears A maiden is the theme. The universe appears An idle summer dream Lost in the grey supreme Mist of years.
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…estrained his senses, such an one we find Moderate in pleasure, faithful, great in mighty energy of mind , Him Mara shakes not ; are the hills thrown down by fury of the wind ? * Sodden—the habitual—who lives unrestrained, etc.
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…ld king gently heard. (This king was Zôhra’s father) “ Lord and king Of love’s own city, give me leave to wing A fervid flight to yonder hills of night. Not that my soul is weary of the light And lordship of thy presence : but in tender dream I saw myself on the still stream Where the lake goes toward the mountain wall. These little lives and loves ephemeral Seemed in that dream still sweet : yet even now I turned the shallop’s prow With gathering joy toward the lampless mountains. I heard the four bright fountains Gathering joy of music—verily…