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…HE who gives birth in woe Forgets her pain at morn , Joyful to know A man is born . And all her senses sing That from her blood and bone New life should spring, New , yet her own.
…ho hunted me , The thunder crash , the swollen stream , I worshipped - wanton cruelty , Mad perils of a maniac dream . I peopled earth a new found hell With the new devil of my soul , That thought might find a place to dwell And the dire chaos seem a whole . For strange I saw my first sun rise And felt his warmth upon my flesh And screaming , with distorted eyes Fled from the dancing shadow - mesh ; And strange the spinning river whirled Past stone and tree which had no feet , And in my misbegotten world A Devil - god was good to meet . I found…
…dalen : Her blue robe with a cord was bound , Her hair with knotted ivy crowned . " Arise ," she said , " God calls for thee , Turned to new paths thy feet must be. Leave the fever and the feast, Leave the friend thou lovest best; For thou must walk in barefoot ways, On hills, where God is near to praise . Then answered I, “ Sweet Magdalen , God 's servant, once beloved of men , Why didst thou change old ways for new , Thy trailing red for corded blue , Roses for ivy on thy brow , That splendour for this barren vow ? ” Gentle of speech she answ…
…omplex more , Constructed with such artifice , So full of wonder and device , Surrounded with such happy store Of miracle to celebrate , New visions sprung with each new date , Of fields unknown , and paths untrod , What sounds should I then resonate Beneath the urgent hand of God ?
…r Poems " W . Heffer & Sons Ltd ., Cambridge EDMUND VALE , St. John's . “ Pixie Pool ” W . Heffer & Sons Ltd ., Cambridge ENID WELSFORD, Newnham . “ The Seagulls " and other Poems G . P . Putnam & Sons, London & New York ( The Knickerbocker Press ) Esmé C . WINGFIELD -STRATFORD , King 's. “ The Call of Dawn ” John Lane, London 226
…ANT blossoms that strew my way, You are only woodland flowers , they say. But I sometimes think that perchance you are Fragments of some new -fallen star ; Or golden lamps for a fairy shrine , Or golden pitchers for fairy wine . Perchance you are , O frail and sweet ! Bright anklet - bells from the wild spring 's feet ? Or the gleaming tears that some fair bride shed Remembering her lost maidenhead . But now , in the memoried dusk you seem The glimmering ghosts of a byegone dream . 169
… had to realise his self by losing it, to purge the personal out of his discovery, to re-clothe it, and to bring the universal back in a new embodiment which all men could recognise . To this the fine objective forms of the Drama and the Epic not only invited but compelled him . However difficult the task , he had to build , and to build solidly . The gushing ‘ O, that ' twere possible !' had to be captured , grasped and held until it became an Orpheus or a Hamlet , as the young men held Proteus until from running water he turned into a man aga…
…love -dark lightning of your smile , And I will seek no treasure -trove Buried in South Sea isle. The high seas of your heart shall be A new , more splendid Spanish Main ; Thereon will I set sail : for me Not gold , but greater gain . 90
…CTION . I IKE the white shining of the Host When held in folds of blue, God lifts to -night the moon 's pale ghost To make old blessings new . A thousand fire- flies star His way , A thousand candle - lights ; Earth lit by other every day Can light her Lord at nights . Tall palms rear stately heads to grace The coming of the King , Incense to smoke before his face A thousand flowers bring . And all the world , as Eden was , Is hushed in holy fear , Only small creatures shrill because God holds them very dear . For earth 's an altar ; Golgotha F…
…, with his fellows , did of late confer On her , who should complete this paradise ; In perfect wisdom he has made her rise ; She stands new - born , the utmost worshipper , For in her being 's depths doth slowly stir The royal knowledge : she is wholly wise . The mystic moon o' erhangs her , whence of late The gods to earth transferred their charge , and she , The perfect Mother of the Uncreate , Hath taken to her flesh , that is to be The way of carnal birth , the door of fate Betwixt the borders of Infinity . 148
…! And her sisters of the sea Their bewailing ceased . As it paled towards the dawn, From the light they filed ; But she laughed with joy new - born , " Is this life ? ” she said . There was labour of the day , Dust upon her feet , Scorching of the shadeless way , Clamour of the street ; All a human want and pain , Laughter fraught with tears ; Toil , when toil we know is vain , Hope , when hopes are fears ; 159
…, thrills to me With little shudders up my flesh , Like sunsparks where the wind is fresh , That scatter out across a lake , When day is new and just awake . 208
…outh As mariners might sell Then my heart turns where no sun burns , To lands of glittering rain , To fields beneath low - clouded skies New - widowed of their grain , And Autumn leaves like blood and gold That strew a Gloucester lane . Oh well I know sweet Hellas now , And well I knew it then , When I with starry lads walked out But ah, for home again ! Was I not bred in Gloucestershire , One of the Englishmen ! 86
…f trees Await not in some nether depth of time The reinsurgence of their reign of sleep , When men shall hail them once again with joy A new land watching o' er the unknown sea . 127
…erns the drowsy snake Is conscious of his solitude . Then as your sorcery declines Elaborate your pomp the more , So shall your gorgeous new designs Crown your beneficence before . 104
… . | ROSE from dreamless hours and sought the morn 1 That beat upon my window : from the sill I watched sweet lands , where Autumn light new - born Swayed through the trees and lingered on the hill . If things so lovely are , why labour still To dream of something more than this I see ? Do I remember tales of Galilee , I who have slain my faith , and freed my will ? Let me forget dead faith , dead mystery , Dead thoughts of things I cannot comprehend . Enough the light mysterious in the tree , Enough the friendship of my chosen friend . 78
…thus to adore This exquisiteness of nature ever In silence . . . . But with instant light Rends the film ; with joy I quiver To see with new celestial sight Flower and leaf and grass and tree , Doomed barks on an eternal sea , Flit phantom -like as transient smoke . Beauty herself her spell has broke, Beauty, the herald and the lure, Her message told , may not endure ; Her portal opened , she has died , Supreme immortal suicide. Yes, sleepless nature soundless flings Invisible grapples round the soul, Drawing her through the web of things To th…
…ie But are immortal . The refrains of love And death and tragedy Seem sad by very changelessness . The world In the forthflow of time So new , is yet so hopeless and so old , That every tear we shed Is but a repetition of those tears Which perhaps Sappho shed . The same chant murmurs in the ageless sea As Homer turned to words , 128
… and bright of tress , That now are heavy - limbed and old and grey . near you staring at Perhaps it is the chatting of the birds In the new sun that brings to you again The thought that on a day just such as this You should have seen him come , have heard his words , Have felt - No . Only guessing at your pain I watch you gaze upon your memories . 210
…d like the buds that dream On the tranquil brow of a woodland stream ; Some are aglow with the bloom that cleaves To the limpid glory of new - born leaves . Some are like fields of sunlit corn Meet for a bride on her bridal morn , Some , like the flame of her marriage fire , Or rich with the hue of her heart 's desire , Tinkling , luminous , tender and clear , Like her bridal laughter and bridal tear . Some are purple and cold - flecked grey , For her who has journeyed through life 's midway , Whose hands have cherished , whose love has blessed…