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EDMUND VALE. OLD JAPAN . I CAN hear the children clapping , Hidden in the misty morning , On the shores of Old Japan. I can see the junk sail flapping , Red with light that's ruddier dawning , On the snows of Fuji San . While the filmy haze is lifting , I can see through many a rifting Shaggy fir trees , little islands , Like a painted Nipon fan , Like a fan that 's silver rounded , For the bay is sandy bounded , Stretching to the flowery highlands Of the heart of Old Japan . Here are things that Westerns share not , Here business , time and ha…
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…augh a little, 1 All our days we strive to seek Things the world calls worthy , brittle Bubbles breaking while we speak . Half believing old pretences , Fearing censure from the wise , Down we bow 'fore what our senses Tells us are inanities. The sun's out: damn their teaching The sun 's out : damn all preaching We are wise , but we will prove We are not too wise to love. Teachers , when you've often said it, You believe much foolishness : Preachers, do you really credit All you tell of happiness ? Poor old men , whose brains ' abortions Seems …
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Esmé Wingfield -Stratford . *CAMBRIDGE UP TO DATE. LITTLE don Perkins , L Social psychologist, Proved after hall To old Dowbiggin ( Master of Arts and Doctor of Science ) That time and space and matter and motion ( In short , God 's universe ) Were just a machine of one , two , three , Known unto Perkins Revealed to Dowbiggin . While over the court , the naked universe Arched with its laughter of a million suns , And every orb , out of the sea Of that unfathomable night blue , Sang - Gloria in excelsis deo ! While little don Perkins Played doub…
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…weet Kodomo and Nésan, For a darker shade approaching From the Westward is encroaching , Pressing onward unforbidden Round the shores of Old Japan . And while temple gongs are booming , By Pagodas dimly looming And by many an ancient Tori And by paper lanterns wan , Progress comes with fingers stealing Without mercy , without feeling , Waiting but to grip your story , Then he'll close it, Old Japan . * THE WINDMILL . " COME to where the wind is sighing, Where the bats are thickly Aying , Where the red lights lie a- dying , And the evening droop…
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…. " CAMBRIDGE indeed is beautiful,” he said, “ And only those who live here all their lives Passing their days in quiet harmony With the old walls , can know its charm to the full . And is it chance that mathematics here Has found its chiefest home ? From Newton down , Our greatest have preferred old x and y To the haunting music of Euripedes . Who live mid beauty , still must beauty seek . And Mathematics just for beauty 's sake We follow ." " Come , you surely jest !” I cried . “ A humble aid to physics perhaps , it is, A help to many , a gre…
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G . Leathem . Beneath the Tudor roses, those old words , “ Beauty is truth , and truth beauty ,” all at once Came with a fuller meaning to my mind , " Truly ," I thought , “ These dons who follow truth In desolate regions , lifeless , rugged , bare , All follow beauty too — the only prize Worth questing in this sorry world of ours .” 103
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…such tender care To lavish and bestow — it seemed a jest. At length I turned the page, and then I saw The reason why 'twas kept till sad old age , What made it seem a sacrament ,- nay more , - A row of crosses drawn across the page .
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INTRODUCTION . XV vides him with exquisite sensations , or even that he makes an inventory of these in exquisite language. The old business of the poet did not end with his apprehending this or that of universal truth , or with his being acutely affected by it, or even with his coming back and informing folks that he had fallen in love or had lost a friend, and that it was a tremendous ex perience . On top of all this he 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…
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ERIC M . SILVANUS. * EVENING ON THE DOWNS. M AJESTIC as lone ruins reared of old, VI They stand in the still twilight gathering Over their sunset slopes . Around them cling Deep - tinted clouds , and vesture - like enfold The dark , low downs , that loom as waves storm rolled Unbreaking in mid - ocean . Echoing , Faintly amid their unseen hollows ring The bells of sheep that muster to their fold . Beneath the rampart of the low , long range Green Sussex sleeps , nor fears that Time or Change Shall mar the music of her hill and lea ; Secure that…
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…ughts of good and ill, And prayers to them who sit above ? How shall we conquer ? Like a wind That falls at eve , our fancies blow , And old Maeonides the blind Said it three thousand years ago . 13
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… haze of dusk shines softly through The dripping trees, and the damp meadows seem A plateau as of lost desire , a dream That melts from gold to gray : a soft breeze blew Across the brow of waking night, and dew Re-bathes the earth that grows a fading gleam . The sleepy river ripples , ripples ever Betwixt the old brown wall and meadows trim ; The tideless song of Never , Never , Never Lulls the wet woods , and ever growing dim The fields are grey with mist , and slip away Into the darkness with the dying day . 147
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ROBERT KEABLE . * BENEDICTION . 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 …
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… churchyard dim : “ Oh Mother , you've frightened poor Mary away , Poor Mary, who wanted so much to play . She was standing there by the old tombstone; And now poor Mary must play alone." So Jimmy Price went home to bed, And Mary joined the restless dead . THE MAD MAGICIAN . BUILT a palace , high up in air, Tower and gallery , hall and stair . 1 Marble I wrought in, iron and gold . Ever and ever this house will hold . When I had made it fair and strong I set it drifting the wind along While I went seeking by hall and stair , Sure of finding my …
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…ray is it, that so clear Shines on the pavement ; for a voice of fear It hath , unless it be the breeze that mocks My ear, and waves his old majestic locks About his head . There fell upon my ear ; “ O soul contemplative of distant things , Who hast a poet 's heart , even if thy pen Be dry and barren , who dost hold love dear , Speed forth this message on the fiery wings Of stinging song to all the race of men ; That they have hope ; for we are happy here ."
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FRANCES CORNFORD . AUTUMN EVENING . THE shadows flickering , the daylight dying , And I upon the old red sofa lying , The great brown shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and that is all . I thought to send my soul to far - off lands , Where fairies scamper on the wind - swept sands , Or where the autumn rain comes drumming down On huddled roofs in an enchanted town . But , O my sleepy soul , it will not roam , It is too happy and too warm at home ; With just the shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and tha…
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…e central orb untouched of time, And taste a peace all bliss excelling . Now I have broken Beauty 's wall , Now that my kindred world I hold , I care not though the cities fall And the green earth go cold . THE THREE HILLS . THERE were three hills that stood alone With woods about their feet . They dreamed quiet when the sun shone And whispered when the rain beat . They wore all three their coronals Till men with houses came And scored their heads with pits and walls And thought the hills were tame . Red and white when day shines bright , They …
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…THE WOMEN O turn your eyes to where your children stand . Is not Bagdad the beautiful ? O stay ! THE MERCHANTS ( in chorus) We take the Golden Road to Samarkand . AN OLD MAN Have you not girls and garlands in your homes , Eunuchs and Syrian boys at your command ? Seek not excess : God hateth him who roams ! THE MERCHANTS (in chorus) We make the golden journey to Samarkand. A PILGRIM WITH A BEAUTIFUL VOICE Sweet to ride forth at evening from the wells When shadows pass gigantic on the sand, And softly through the silence beat the bells Along the…
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…And while our Poets chanted Pan Back to his pipes and power , Great Verrall , bending at his desk , And searching hour on hour Found out old gardens , where the wise May find a Spartan flower . III . When I go down the Gloucester lanes My friends are deaf and blind : Fast as they turn their foolish eyes The Mænads leap behind , And when I hear the fire - winged feet , They only hear the wind .
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… A thousand thousand years to -night, Back to the world 's impulsive dawn When first Atlantis knew the light. Great Cities of the men of old , I saw them all in fire of gold . There , many a climbing minaret Lay mirrored in the dreaming sea With strangely precious carvings set In chrysoprase and ebony , And metals , wrought in fashions fair Of filagree as light as air . The streets were full of cheerful noise ; Princes and burghers passed me by , And grave philosophers , and boys , And maidens with reluctant eye . And every robe was brightly ki…
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…KE . IN EXAMINATION . TO ! From quiet skies L In through the window my Lord the Sun ! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with the misty gold , The golden glory that drowned and crowned me Eddied and swayed through the room . . . Around me, To left and to right , Hunched figures and old , Dull blear -eyed scribbling fools, grew fair , Ringed round and haloed with holy light. Flame lit on their hair , And their burning eyes grew young and wise , Each as a God , or King of Kings , White robed and bright ( Still scribbling all ); And a full tumultu…