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1907 · PDF PAGE 15

Rosa Coeli

… Hawaian sea. So to the hollow shore We came, and did behold a silver avenue That wound through cypress groves and woods of yew Unto the hills ; hideous hyaenas laughed, Mean jackals snarled and screamed, and wild dogs bayed : Bayed at the waning moon that lapsed above Out of all light (had I not been in love, And drunken on the quintessential draught) So that the forest folk were sore afraid. But when I came upon the open space I might perceive my lady’s face, And knew she waned because that I was late. Twin hills like ivory glinted ; on their…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 11

Rosa Coeli

…e life encloses Our lives, is therefore I, may wander ever By the fritillary-fringéd river, Through lotus gardens of the sleepy gods, On hills where every timid oread tries Blue gentian as disguise From holier (though she think profaner) eyes, On seas where, it may be, (to even the odds !) Each nymph and undine issues from the foam Armed with a pearly mirror and with a coral comb To tire her beauty, lure me to the lakes Of light where strikes the day to hyaline floors Whereon blithe fish and emerald water snakes Play all the day, and all their …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 16

Rosa Coeli

That fell like dew from the heart-hungry skies. But when I came between the hills, behold The moon’s silver and gold Stood in the zenith, that I lost my guide. There stood I passion-pale Like a lost lamb that seeks the starry fold Within that warm and scented vale Clothed with narcissus, hyacinth, tuberose, Snowdrop and lily, all white, all cream, all gold, With never a blush like dawn’s to flush or fail Upon their garden-close. O wide is the world, wide, wide ! Be sure that I was lost, Lost, lost for ever ; are there palimpsests Wherein a man …

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