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Aelfrida Tillyard . I'd plant a hedge of briar -rose Across the paths that stray , Until at last thou wouldst forget That thou hadst walked that way . But yet if e'er I durst to look Into some strange man 's eyes, Thou wouldst be just as Jewish God , Impassive as the skies . * TWO THINGS. TWO things I ask of you , and they are these, When all my little deeds and I are dead , And life's last wave has gathered o'er my head , Forget me, as you would forget the breeze That sudden stirs at nightfall in the trees And with the first bright peep of sta…
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…Heaven and earth eternally adore , Who was, and is, and shall be evermore ! He made thy body , and He made thy soul: He is Jehovah , everlasting Lord , And while eternal ages onward roll Creation shall be subject to His word . Thee , thou profane , thou double -damned leech , He had confounded in thy godless mirth , But that His unimagined mercies reach From earth to Heaven and from Heaven to earth . He is the all in all, the first and last ; In Him the beginning and the end unite ; He is the future and He is the past : He is the finite and the…
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… Lakeland fades from the sight . Only the sad slow Cam like a sire with age grown heavy Wearily moves to the sea , to quicken to life at last . Blithelier I depart , to a sea of sunnier kindness ; Hours of waiting are past ; I re - quicken to love .
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…s not long ; ‘ Brothers we stood when they were not Ten thousand summers past . Brothers when they are clean forgot We shall outlive the last ; One shall die and one shall flee With terror in his train , And earth shall eat the stones , and we Shall be alone again .' 177
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…ts In glooms spell-bound. Calling clear and calling low, Deeper down the woods you go, Piping soft and piping slow . Pipe me the call at last That is for me : Sudden and soaring fast And stooping free , Over the hills it passed Beside the sea . Calling , calling , wild and sweet Whither went no mortal feet , Piping soft and piping fleet . 181
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…d grapple mackerel skies , Which , as the outer impulse heaves and sighs , Swell and recoil and reel, Those gorgeous bars Have warped at last their brittle skein ; And from the rifted estuaries of rain And threshold of the stars, Deathless and stark And riveted with trenchant dew , Blossoms the flowery armour of the blue Beleaguering the dark . 106
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… who had lost her way n Sang on a blackened bough in Hell, Till all the ghosts remembered well The trees , the wind, the golden day . At last they knew that they had died When they heard music in that land , And someone there stole forth a hand To draw a brother to his side .
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John Presland . Till this creature of the sea At the last became Human , in her misery, Joy and pride and shame . With a word he left her there ; “ Woman that you are , Mystery attracts us men Draws us from afar. Sea -nymph as you were, a thing Intangible , unknown , Like the light the sunbeams fling , Where the spray is blown . Sea -nymph have you ceased to be, Forfeited the whole Of that moonlight poetry Cherished by man 's soul . Still we seek the dim ideal As the moth the star , How for women can we feel That our seekings bar ? " Where the …
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… bearded , blocking up the way ? THE PILGRIMS We are the Pilgrims , master ; we shall go Always a little further : it may be Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow , Across that angry or that glimmering sea , White on a throne or guarded in a cave There lives a prophet who can understand Why men were born : but surely we are brave , Who make the golden journey to Samarkand . THE CHIEF MERCHANT We gnaw the nail of hurry . Master , away !
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… Our spending grew and counted up To two pounds ten a week ; Each body had daily bite and sup, And each grew almost sleek . It couldn 't last, the children moved And made their scattered beds , Their mother died and I had proved Too hard my vigour 's threads. With hair gone grey and muscle stiff , Eye dim and hearing slow , I stand at fifty on the cliff And feel the surf below . 110
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H . O. Meredith . It couldn 't last : I loved the girl And madly she loved me We hardly heard the current swirl That bore us out to sea . Eight bouncing children tumbled in , And though we overlaid One, and another died of gin , Too many with us stayed . I' ve often thought that it would beat The man who tried to tell (Even if he had felt ) the heat And hungriness of hell : But even in hell there is no pain Such as is known on earth , To parents who a child have slain Before or after birth . The devil doesn 't know the cramp That settles round …
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… each yields to each restored , Hear ye not in their margins noised The rhythmic praises of the Lord ? All beasts that grow from dust at last Give back to dust the growth they got , Yet gender ere their time be past Seed of their kind that faileth not ; And man who ponders , who repeats Songs which the mind of God rehearse , Sprung from the dust in death completes The balance of the Universe . 117
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…ocks, and her page, And before them moved the players of the charméd music singing , Death on the one hand and on the other Age . On the last Bridal step when the moon was on the river - Purple dark , with white stars, shining through above The Princess took her gold crown and cast it off for ever , Because for her gold crown she had slain her love . Forth from the thousand steps on the gleaming water , Leaving Death and Age in the Kingdom of Faerie , Sailed the page , the peacocks , and the King 's White Daughter , Silent through the wild swan…
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…adiance finds his face , Stoop and observe a spinning ball His hand in one slight moment twirled , Half idly sundering from the All That last least particle , the world ? Man 's flesh is rooted in the ground , Whose mind , yet , reaching up the sky Far beyond scope of light or sound Commerces with infinity . Child of the earth , man loves the womb That bore , the breasts that gave him food : Nor all too much resents the doom Which brings to dust earth 's myriad brood . Yet child of God , man greatly shares Each thought each passion of his sire …
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…amiliar stones restore The old appearance -buried core , The moveless and essential me, The eternal personality Alone enduring first and last ? No, this I have known in other ways, In other places, other days. Not only here , on this one peak , Do fixity and beauty speak Of the delusiveness of change Of the transparency of form , The bootless stress of minds that range , The awful calm behind the storm . In many places , many days , The invaded soul receives the rays Of countries she was nurtured in , Speaks in her silent language strange To th…
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…e . There'll be no port, no dawn - lit islands ! But the drear Waste darkening , and , at length , flame ultimate on the deep . Oh , the last fire and you , unkissed , unfriended there ! Oh , the lone way 's red ending , and we not there to weep ! ( We found you pale and quiet , and strangely crowned with flowers , Lovely and secret as a child . You came with us , Came happily , hand in hand with the young dancing hours , High on the downs at dawn !) Void now and tenebrous , The grey sands curve before me .. . From the inland meadows , Fragrant…
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Harold Monro . Go to the heart of all, and watch the seed Strive godward and at last become the flower. Once , long before the birth of time, a storm Of white desire , by its own ardour hurled , Flashed out of infinite Desire , took form , Strove , won , survived : and God became the world . Next , some internal force began to move Within the bosom of that latest earth : The spirit of an elemental love Stirred outward from itself , and God was birth . Then outward , upward , with heroic thew , Savage from young and bursting blood of life , Desi…
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…rd Buxton . THE GREY LAND. "HERE was a man who loved a wood so well , 1 Each separate tree , each flower and climbing weed , That at the last he thither went to dwell And mix himself with all those quiet things . Then gradually left him thought and deed Till dead were all his soul 's imaginings . So, day by day , All his own being gently flowed away And left him mixed indeed With flower and climbing weed With them in summer green , in autumn grey . So the grey country draws me till I go And make surrender of myself again ; The misty hill , the …
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…ove has grown To kindliness — to kindliness !” . . . And yet — the best that either 's known Will change , and wither , and be less , At last , than comfort , or its own Remembrance . And when some caress Tendered in habit ( once a flame All heaven sang out to ) wakes the shame Unworded , in the steady eyes We 'll have that day , what shall we do ? Being so noble , kill the two Who ' ve reached their second - best ? Being wise Break cleanly off, and get away , Follow down other windier skies New lures , alone ? Or shall we stay , Since this is …
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… which I had opened there Grew cold and star - sown , and the keen night air Was sweet with leafage bruised and living sap . But when at last not light enough was left To labour by , I kindled logs of oak With crackling furze , and glare of flame and smoke Illumined my midnight smithy . So I cleft 14