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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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…doring 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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… a wood so well ... There were three hills that stood alone The shadows flickering , the daylight dying The Virgin lies at Bethlehem The years have judgment given Though I was born a Londoner Through the more limpid air the live trams clash Through the Uncreated ... To and fro , and out and back ... . To sea ! To sea ! The ship is trim ... ... Two things I ask of you , and they are these ... Unutterably far , and still , and high ... Vague , unascertained , untravelled ... ... We children in our crowded home ... We glide and are still on the st…
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…ity church at eve .. . I think that that sad look of yours to -day .. . I think the souls of many men are here I walked with Maisie long years back I who am dead a thousand years .. . 46 75 Jimmy Price was twelve, and played ... Just now the lilac is in bloom ... ... 50 88 97 214 Larches all green and chestnuts hardly white Last night the God of bitter dread ... Let me pass out beyond the city gate Like balls of snow Like the white shining of the Host ... Little don Perkins Lo, from quiet skies . Look above, look below , look around on every si…
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…nd ; And here with a sheaf of songs bareheaded I stand, And the light is fled from mine eyes, and the sword from my hand Is fallen ; the years have left me a fool, and the gleam Is vanished from life, and the swift years sear me and rend . There is no end save the song , and the joy in the singing , And song alone may relieve the shadowy pain . I am weary even of song , and the lyre is cold , And my heart is lead , and the world seems very old . Dusk falls on the earth , and Apollo no more comes winging His way to me now ; it may be I shall sin…
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…y pain . Where ! Say , where shall I seek ? Where does He dwell ? Why ! - Often have I asked myself in vain . Sir, I have wandered fifty years , have seen Him worshipped in the churches of all lands , Intently asked wherever I have been : “ Who — What is He ? " But no one understands . I have sought Him among men , and in the mart ; I have sought Him in the sweet and open field ; I have sought Him in the stillness of my heart But never found Him anywhere revealed . I sailed upon the strong and fragrant sea ; I fought His ancient worship to defe…
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…ially — will find much amiss with them ; and the fault as usual will lie with Time at least as much as with Thyrsis , with the critic 's years as with the singer 's lack of them : Our feelings lose poetic flow Soon after thirty years or so : Professionising modern men Thenceforth admire what pleased them then (I am writing far from books and quote the author of Ionica from treacherous memory ). In the hey - day of the Elizabethan drama in the year that gave birth to Hamlet , middle - aged men were no less positive than they are to - day concern…
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James Elroy Flecker . OAK AND OLIVE . THOUGH 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 tou…
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James Elroy Flecker . THE BALLAD OF CAMDEN TOWN . I WALKED with Maisie long years back I The streets of Camden Town, I splendid in my suit of black And she divine in brown. Hers was a proud and noble face, A secret heart , and eyes Like water in a lonely place Beneath unclouded skies . A bed , a chest, a faded mat And broken chairs a few , Were all we had to grace our flat In Hazel Avenue . But I could walk to Hampstead Heath And crown her head with daisies, And watch the streaming world beneath And men with other Maisies . When I was ill and s…
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…rs died , my sister died , And I grew all accurst , With pigeon breast, with surly pride, With hunger and with thirst. When I was twenty years of age I earned my pound a week , I ate and drank the princely wage And almost I grew sleek : And then I married me a wife Who made ten shillings more ; So rich we were we thought that life Was easy for the poor . 108
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…till went before me sowing seed Of unimagined lust and pain , The thought before the accomplished deed . III. But the dim process of the years , Hidden behind my impulses , Distilled an antidote for fears Sweeter than honey of upland bees . The sun that went yet still returned Nor ever faltered on his race , The moon that on her errand burned And stars a- dance in the halls of space . The plant that flowered and yearly fell , All things that went and came in dust , River and sea , contrived a spell To choke the strength of pain and lust . Till …
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…in my heart I loosed again The faint and frozen springs of prayer . II . Now as God waxed so I did wane , For through the dim millennial years Back to the utter source of pain He bore me surfeited with tears . Swift from the present , back through time , Swifter than spears the keen sun throws , He bore and set me in the slime Where our first father - man arose . A hairy beast , with furtive eye , And hunger for a sense of good , Fulfilled of lust and terror , I Crept from the sea towards the wood , 113
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…n Of earth and sea and sky ? ** THERE IS A CHAOS THRONED ABOVE THE THRONE .” AST night the God of bitter dread Who shadowed my forgotten years, The God I struck and left for dead When hate had grown above my fears , Came drifting back from farthest space , From ghosts of gods and ghosts of men , And found me in the haunted place Where he and I were lonely then . So small and weak he looked to me I said : “ Is this the God I knew ? Is this the ancient enemy Whose car the imps of horror drew ? 111
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ARTHUR GRIMBLE . *ATLANTIS . IN dreams, my soul was backward drawn 1 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 bo…
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…conqueror Christ burst forth of prison And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres , So broke the soul , as newly re - arisen Beyond the years . 57
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…domain Utopian , Truth and Fear became a dream , And he took comfort to his heart again . EXODUS . W E served him with the sweat of many years , W Squandered our youth in labour in his fields , Our backs were bowed beneath the heavy yields That swelled his coffers , and our wage was tears . Then was it that I learnt to hate the sun , And that the golden fountains of the East Became a sign of servitude increased . Each morn I felt their flaming glory run 12
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James Elroy Flecker. “ O Mary , not for this,” I cried , “ Didst thou renounce thy scented pride. Not for the roll of endless years Or fields of Joy undewed by tears Didst thou desert the courts of men . Tell me thy truth , grave Magdalen !" She trembled , and her eyes grew dim : “ For love of Him , for love of Him .” 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 …
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… ; Only the shadows of my hopes and fears , Imaginary triumph , fancied doom , No higher law Determining the room of space , Ranging the years , Preordaining time and place . Again , again the words Pierced to my brain like swords : 121
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…d ; Leave me no longer in the night : Pity the creature of thy mind : Give back the warmth , give back the light . A thousand , thousand years of time I drank men 's blood , I drew their thought : Dwelt in an ecstasy sublime , And what I would superbly wrought . And man that made me , weeting not The thing he fashioned did believe Himself the creature , his the lot And mine the power his lot to give . Give back the genial warmth once more Of living blood from living veins , The incomparable light restore The living thought of living brains ." 1…
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… 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 , beloved , again . 32