Excerpt: ...Like things that move in sleep: Grey sires and burdened brothers, The old, the young, the fair, Wan cheeks of pallid mothers, And the girls with golden hair. Care sits in many a fashion, Grown grey on many a head, And lips are turned to ashen Whose years have right to red. Canst thou not rest, O city, That liest so wide, so fair; Shalt never an hour bring pity, Nor end be found for care? Pg. 60 SAPPHICS Clothed in splendour, beautifully sad and silent, Comes the autumn over the woods and highlands, Golden, rose ...
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Excerpt: ...Like things that move in sleep: Grey sires and burdened brothers, The old, the young, the fair, Wan cheeks of pallid mothers, And the girls with golden hair. Care sits in many a fashion, Grown grey on many a head, And lips are turned to ashen Whose years have right to red. Canst thou not rest, O city, That liest so wide, so fair; Shalt never an hour bring pity, Nor end be found for care? Pg. 60 SAPPHICS Clothed in splendour, beautifully sad and silent, Comes the autumn over the woods and highlands, Golden, rose-red, full of divine remembrance, Full of foreboding. Soon the maples, soon will the glowing birches, Stripped of all that summer and love had dowered them, Dream, sad-limbed, beholding their pomp and treasure Ruthlessly scattered: Yet they quail not: Winter with wind and iron Comes and finds them silent and uncomplaining, Finds them tameless, beautiful still and gracious, Gravely enduring. Me too changes, bitter and full of evil, Dream by dream have plundered and left me naked, Grey with sorrow. Even the days before me Fade into twilight, Pg. 61 Mute and barren. Yet will I keep my spirit Clear and valiant, brother to these my noble Elms and maples, utterly grave and fearless, Grandly ungrieving. Brief the span is, counting the years of mortals, Strange and sad; it passes, and then the bright earth, Careless mother, gleaming with gold and azure, Lovely with blossoms-- Shining white anemones, mixed with roses, Daisies mild-eyed, grasses and honeyed clover-- You, and me, and all of us, met and equal, Softly shall cover. Pg. 62 VOICES OF EARTH We have not heard the music of the spheres, The song of star to star, but there are sounds More deep than human joy and human tears, That Nature uses in her common rounds; The fall of streams, the cry of winds that strain The oak, the roaring of the sea's surge, might Of thunder breaking afar off, or rain That falls by minutes in the summer night. These are the voices of earth's secret soul, Uttering the...
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