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…r are not born . Autumn comes on apace . O take my head on your bosom ; Let us reason awhile between a kiss and a kiss . All my body and soul are bent and bowed to your service , Take my body and soul , give me your body and soul : Trusty and anxious servants bound the one to the other , Seek not to set them apart , each has station in love . Love me and understand me , sympathy give me and passion , Give me a place in your mind , give me a place in your heart . Long life lies before us, years of living together ; Reason is not enough . Kiss me…
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Harold Monro . He is that one Desire , that life , that breath , That Soul which, with infinity of pain , Passes through revelation and through death Onward and upward to itself again . Out of the lives of heroes and their deeds , Out of the miracle of human thought, Out of the songs of singers, God proceeds ; And of the soul of them his Soul is wrought. Nothing is lost : all that is dreamed or done Passes unaltered the eternal way , Immerging in the everlasting One , Who was the dayspring and who is the day . Joscelyn . Good poet , cease , and…
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… 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 that is all . THE MOUNTAINS IN WINTER . I INUTTERABLY far , and still , and high , The mountain…
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Aelfrida Tillyard . Now as I stand above thy flowing tide I see a Spanish galleon take the bay So come my dreams upon my soul a- ride , As waves are ridden by the tossing spray . O sea , O mountains , make my song to be Mist of the mountains , foam of the sea . The sea grows leaden as the sun goes down , The mountains shudder forth their breath in mist , But the highest hill - crest wears a golden crown , So crowned are men who to their dreams may list . O sea , O mountains , make my song to be Mist of the mountains , foam of the sea . O wester…
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…ds and quick , At the coming of the dawn, Generously have sprinkled thick Pearls and diamonds on the lawn. ODE ON NIGHT. Do you know the soul of night ? It is more unfathomable than the mind of a woman , It is more beautiful than her body . For night is as strong as a virgin in the prime of her womanhood , She is as tender as a mother with her babe at breast. My soul was aflame for her love . I went out to her and reached up but was unworthy . I strove for her as a river that strives towards a wide ocean . I caught at the jewels in her hair , b…
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… and swells with loud Paean of youth , Or triumph of maturer years , Can it draw near to knowledge . Tears And sorrow , sorrow , are the soul of truth . Not because all is sadness Inevitably : the joys that do obscure Are no less real Than sorrows which reveal ; But joy the spendthrift reckons not in pence The things that make his gladness , But grief a strict accountant will commence To tell base coin from the pure . Has any man a friend Crowned with delight and full prosperity , Who walk together seeming whole And interweave caressing arms ? …
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Arthur Grimble . The poet , whose soul's unrest Kills all his spirit 's ease , But yet is blest With sweet increase . Lifts up his voice , elate , And carols blithe and free ; For to create Is ecstasy . Pain has but little worth For those who travail long To bring to birth A son , a song .
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… of stone, To kneel before , to honour, and forget. He was the child I made and now a man I thought his very blood was mine ; I made his soul and with it did entwine My soul, my life , my very self - and yet He is not I , he stands alone, a man . He cannot see I made him as he is, Gave him the breath of beauty with my kiss, · Taught him the tune of pain , with eyelids wet . He loves me , but he needs me not . A man Needs but himself , and right ; but I — but I I need a child ; I need to hush its cry , And be the god on whom its eyes are set . *…
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… His Holy Spirit amid fumes Of incense lifts me out of self - control , No heretic can dream how He illumes The innermost recesses of my soul . That is a mystery I alone may scan , Privileged in my character of priest ; So now in my capacity of man , I ask you all to come with me and Caustic . - feast . Innocent . Sir, who are you ? Caustic . A man of good intent : A leech - a bodily salvation - giver . That sense mysterious of the sacrament Exists not in your soul , but in your liver . God is a fiction of the nervous cells Connected with a por…
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…ish letter in a drawer ... If ever thou didst turn aside ... If there be breath of God in ocean 's rise and fall ... ... ... If there be soul in wood and strings ... If you will meet me where the moon I have a hope of deep - set woods ... I laid me down upon the shore ... I may not catch you with my hands ... In dreams my soul was backward drawn ... I pass by darkened windy ways I rose from dreamless hours and sought the morn ... ... I see the centuries wax and wane ... ... I shall not see your ship put out to sea ... ... 218
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…o one slow sigh ; the strokes of many twelves From unseen spires mechanically chime, Mingling like echoes , to frustrate themselves ; My soul, remember Time. The tones like smoke into the stillness curl, The slippered hours their placid business ply , And in thy hand there lies occasion 's pearl ; But thou art playing with it absently , And dreaming , like a girl.
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…ures grew wise, Slow dawned its wonder On opening eyes . Men watched adoring His waters roll , Deep flowed His colours Through sense and soul . Moan of creation Rapture that stirs — Blindly they learned it, Years upon years . Till clearly one spirit Cried on His Name From all her lovely And earthly frame .
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…, Dull memory is mute and chill , The ecstasy is flown . O could the gods immortalize The one remaining hour , The mind 's delight , the soul 's surprise , And your elusive power ! 205
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…gh the casement at the sea . Full-winged the lovely thoughts begin to glide Across the calm blue surface of her eyes. The windows of her soul are open wide Toward the morning and the summer skies . Emerging from the portal of the night, She lingers with one foot upon the way , Then springs, a sudden vision of delight, Swift, with her arms outstretched , to meet the day . 132
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…s dreaming on the verge of strife , Magnificently unprepared For the long littleness of life . THE CERTAIN KNOT OF PEACE . SO , my proud soul , so you , whose shining force Had galloped with me to eternity , Stand now , appealing like a tired horse : Unharness me . O passionate world ; O faces of my friends ! O half - grasped meanings , intricate and deep ! Sudden , as with a child , the tumult ends , Silenced by sleep . PRE - EXISTENCE . I LAID me down upon the shore And dreamed a little space ; I heard the great waves break and roar , The sun…
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Robert Keable . But in the dark harsh night beyond the gate Wherein He went alone and dumb to doom , My soul went down to hell and read its fate , And rose again to serve Him , and to wait . I knew His weakness called me to be strong ; I knew that I must travel where He trod ; And that , although the path be hard and long , His eyes would pierce me yet , alive with song . It has been so: and never did I doubt His word that lakeside morning by the fire ; First battle ; then the song of them that shout ! Go quickly , lad ; they come to lead me ou…
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…d out my words at night, alone : I was a poet, I was young . Since I can never see your face, And never shake you by the hand, I send my soul through time and space To greet you . You will understand . TENEBRIS INTERLUCENTEM . A LINNET 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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… I was born a Londoner , And bred in Gloucestershire , I walked in Hellas years ago With friends in white attire : And I remember how my soul Drank wine as pure as fire. And when I stand by Charing Cross I can forget to hear The crash of all the smoking wheels , When those cold flutes and clear Pipe with such fury down the street , My hands grow moist with fear . And there 's a hall in Bloomsbury No more I dare to tread , For all the stone men shout at me , And swear they are not dead ; And once I touched a broken girl And knew that marble bled…
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…ms 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 water meets the sands , All alone sat she , With her head between her hands , Facing from the sea . 160
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…d of the fire of your lays, When none but the prophet rejoices Who counts not the days. Arise ye bards, that ye quicken The pulse of our soul, that the strong In your music be stronger , the stricken Take heart in your song ! HOAR FROST. AIRIES in the night have been , T With the moon alone to see , And about the ivy's green Wrought a silver filigree ; Bound the jasmin to the wall With a flimsy , flashing wire ; Turned the pampas grasses tall Into standing tongues of fire ;