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… and shoot themselves , I'm told .) . . . Ah , God ! To see the branches stir Across the moon at Grantchester ! To smell the thrilling - sweet and rotten Unforgettable , unforgotten River - smell , and hear the breeze Sobbing in the little trees . Say , do the elm - clumps greatly stand Still guardians of that holy land ? The chestnuts shade , in reverend dream , The yet unacademic stream ? Is dawn a secret shy and cold Anadyomene , silver - gold ? And sunset still a golden sea From Haslingfield to Madingley ? And after , ere the night is born …
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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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…alien land . A twilight flush in the East, A star in a clouded sky , A loyal blade for a cause betrayed , A breath from an age gone by . Sweet in a loveless world , Pure in a tainted air, Oh, who could see and not worship thee ? Lose thee and not despair ? 212
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…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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…ents 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
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JAMES ELROY FLECKER TO A POET A THOUSAND YEARS HENCE . I WHO am dead a thousand years , 1 And wrote this sweet archaic song , Send you my words for messengers The way I shall not pass along . I care not if you bridge the seas, Or ride secure the cruel sky, Or build consummate palaces Of metal or of masonry . But have you wine and music still And statues and a bright - eyed love, And foolish thoughts 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 th…
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James Elroy Flecker . O friend unseen , unborn , unknown, Student of our sweet English tongue , Read 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 some…
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Edmund Vale . Play on then till bats are dipping, Till the shades of night come tripping And your souls in dark are hidden , Sweet 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 . " C…
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…. There 's death in the marshes reeking And death in the arm of the air , And our hearths to the mists are leaking And no warmth there . Sweet ye bards was the singing Of magical numbers ye made When summer her bounty was Ainging O’ er forest and glade . And we hearing forgot them after , When the mists lay still in the fen , Nor heeded nor needed , for laughter Was in us then .
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… 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 golden road to Samarkand. A MERCHANT We travel not for trafficking alone : By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned : For lust of knowing what should not be known We make the golden journey to Samarkand . 82
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…ngings in enormous bales ? THE CHIEF GROCER We have rose - candy , we have spikenard , Mastic and terebinth and oil and spice , And such sweet jams meticulously jarred As God 's own Prophet eats in Paradise . THE PRINCIPAL JEWS And we have manuscripts in peacock styles By Ali of Damascus ; we have swords Engraved with storks and apes and crocodiles , And heavy beaten necklaces , for Lords . 80
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…h 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
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…he beat Of my blood 's fountain , set aside the throng Of devils , bid your presence fill the room , I cry to you , and call your shadow sweet , I make your name the tenour of my song , Thoralis , Thoralis , Thoralis —
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…colours are , Yea , we - whose souls are small exceedingly ; When buttercups ' largesse on sultry plains , And sun - dried mowings lying sweet and grey , And opal benison of quiet rains Have satisfied the reeling sense with May ; Grant us remembrance - lest we fail to know One lavish moment 's poignant loveliness ,- ) How in the grey streets passeth to and fro Shrill - crying , lost , night - blinded bitterness . 171
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…e chirp of cicadae Seemed then the chain of an unending song That interlaced the woods and crowned its dells With living coruscations of sweet sound . The magic motions of the forest then Spanned the free arches of a simple age When man was part of nature and his work Seemed but a slighter fashioning of her own . As once did sleep the present , sleeps the past : Who knows whether the same still sentinels of 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 …
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…im .” I ROSE FROM DREAMLESS HOURS . | 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 friends…
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…east, 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 answered me : " Sir , I was sick with revelry . True , I have scarred the night with sin, A pale and tawdry heroine ; But once I heard a voice that said ' Who lives in sin is like one dead , But…
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… , and sings Such glory, with such transitory , Spontaneous , tremulous sounds attesting , With cadences like rose leaves shed When keen sweet winds disperse delight, Radiance revealing, rising , resting , Declining , drooping , dying, dead . Impetuous to rise again Like fire , like wild fire 's flaming flakes , Like high -hurled spray on moon - lit main , Like a fountain throwing liquid light , Bearing such joy to such a height , Scattering delight in such swift shakes , Lending desire such subtle wings All this the simple wood and strings Wit…
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… us for a sword . - A blade of steel with hilts of subtle gold , A sword between two lilies , a sword unsheathed Swung among snowflakes, sweet , hard , tender , cold . Oh fair and straight, in a furnace of delight With naked love to blow the flames , they wrought Your beauty of dreams enored in summer night , Sharp flashes of song, and poets' molten thought , And golden ornaments of prodigal spring , And cool in tears they tempered the lovely thing , A cruelty , a wonder , a delight. - A little cruel , for steel must needs be keen And cruel, bu…
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…a mist of rain , D The trees all green and yellow and gold , A wistful gloom on the hills of pain , And a tale of sadness told . She was sweet and he was fair , He was stirring and hale and glad , She was proud of her handsome lad , And he of her wide gold hair . He was merely a yokel lad , But his heart was a passionate rising fire , And his hallo along the rolling wold Was a sound to make the sun aspire , And the summer mend and hold . But a gallant sergeant came at length . He spoke to her lad ; “ You 'll lend your heart To a stirring deed ,…