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Aelfrida Tillyard . * TO A KING 'S MAN . W HEN gazing deep down in your eyes VV I feel your look is like a touch To wake the love that sleeping lies . When gazing deep down in your eyes I see the limbs of love arise And shrink back lest I see too much . When gazing deep down in your eyes I feel your look is like a touch . * ARCHITECTURE . STOOD within a city church at eve, And from the street outside there rose a roar, That beat in many a wave against the door, As if some sea of torment sought reprieve . I almost feared the flood of sound would…
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A. V. Ratcliffe . Nay, lovely lass , ' tis well ,' tis well , Thou floatest white in the dark pool 's arms , Thou drownest deep thy dark alarms , And liest peaceful in the hell Of thine hair , that floats and charms . He sleeps , thy brave , thy handsome lad, Who sang awhile on the rolling wold , He lies deep down , in his red suit clad , He dreams with his heart that once was glad , And his mad red lips are cold . Barden Towers in a mist of rain , The trees all green and yellow and gold , A wistful gloom on the hills of pain And a tale of sadn…
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… THE SWAN . THE other lights , the other trees , 1 The other houses hung in the pool Are his : he is the lord of these . It is a kingdom deep and cool . Preoccupied and white as dreams , He bends his head , watching his own , His still dominions . Brawling streams Could never make for him a throne . He knows it not , it knows him not , This other world hung in the pool Possession is his lonely lot , Lord of a kingdom deep and cool . 131
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Amy K . Clarke . Light could not veil it, Nor darkness dim , Flesh but receive it Vision of Him . Deep sunk His answer , The Word that sufficed Out of her Body Cometh His Christ .
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…ppy and the pansy blow ... Oh ! there the chestnuts , summer through , Beside the river make for you A tunnel of green gloom , and sleep Deeply above ; and green and deep The stream mysterious glides beneath , Green as a dream and deep as death . - Oh , damn ! I know it! And I know How the May fields all golden show ,
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…And laughs the immortal river still Under the mill, under the mill ? Say, is there Beauty yet to find ? And Certainty ? And Quiet kind ? Deep meadows yet , for to forget The lies , and truths , and pain ? . . . oh ! yet Stands the Church clock at ten - to- three ? And is there honey still for tea ?
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…nd afraid . Slowly , by beauty , His creatures 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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…w , 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 was on my face .
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… but love is left behind : Death shall prove the master ! Now the sparrows cease their cry ; Silence stands appalling. Still and far and deep I'll lie, Where the snow is falling . FRAGMENTARY VIEWS . 1. Waters . ARCHES all green and chestnuts hardly white , Rough grass , and clumpy marigolds I see Within the water : but how changed quite ! A world begins , where tree doth grow from tree . What dusky Earths , what Fires at all compare With thee , what Air , what Shadows lightly wrought , Thou living Water ! Settled softly there , Proud with the …
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Dermot Freyer . * THE BUCCANEER . CIVE me the nectar of your lips, - The bales of splendour in your eyes , And I will leave the deep -sea ships Their meaner merchandise . Give me the red gold of your hair , The ivory of your white hands , And I will sign a truce and swear To pillage no man 's lands. Give me the tempests of your love , The love -dark lightning of your smile , And I will seek no treasure -trove Buried in South Sea isle. The high seas of your heart shall be A new , more splendid Spanish Main ; Thereon will I set sail : for me Not …
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…DOWNS. M AJESTIC as lone ruins reared of old, VI They stand in the still twilight gathering Over their sunset slopes . Around them cling Deep - tinted clouds , and vesture - like enfold The dark , low downs , that loom as waves storm rolled Unbreaking in mid - ocean . Echoing , Faintly amid their unseen hollows ring The bells of sheep that muster to their fold . Beneath the rampart of the low , long range Green Sussex sleeps , nor fears that Time or Change Shall mar the music of her hill and lea ; Secure that nothing ever shall estrange Her chi…
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…ter nights Destroy the rose and lily , And souls are lost among the lights Of painted Piccadilly . What came of her ? The river flows So deep and wide and stilly , And waits to catch the fallen rose , And clasp the broken lily . I dream she dwells in London still And breathes the evening air , And often walk to Primrose Hill And hope to meet her there . Once more together will we live , For ,I will find her yet : I have so little to forgive ; So much , I can 't forget .
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…eart's wine : Open my treasuries ,” he cried , “ and heap Autumnal rubies , emeralds that shine Like sunlit seas, and sapphires dark and deep As nights of summer , and the shattered glow Of irised opals . Bring me sanguine grapes And tawny -hearted peaches , figs that show The purpled pulp , and nectarous plums whose shapes Hang down like drops of amber . Fill the urns And crystal flagons with clear essences And glutinous syrops ; scatter soft-plumed ferns And flowers with crimson throats or cavities Cupped with sea- blue, and sunset dahlias, A…
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…ined , In flesh of man, and in man 's brain Symbol of mystic wedlock find . Earth for the service of her King Does on a radiant purity , Deep to her centre passioning Mother and nurse of man to be, And all the soul of God is great With transport unimaginable , He thrills , he trembles , to create Man that has mind to praise him well .” VI . “ There is a chaos throned above the throne Law is the servant of no destiny : Law is a shadow thrown From shapes of things by fires of Anarchy . Formless are the fires , unconfined , Neither obedient to the…
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…ng fragrance down the corridors. Flowers wreathed the beams and porches , showering From marble balconies, until the floors Were drifted deep with petals . And the King Sat in the midst and let the jewels stream Between his fingers , till, in that 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 i…
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… sweetly ends I say when I have said , Yasmin . The morning light is clear and cold : I dare not in that light behold A whiter light , a deeper gold , a glory too far shed , Yasmin . But when the deep red eye of day is level with the lone highway And some to Meccah turn to pray , and I toward thy bed , Yasmin ; Or when the wind beneath the moon is drifting like Or when coul aswood tas talk 1 And harping Planets talk love 's tune with milky wings outspread , Yasmin ; Give me thy love , O burning bright ! For one night or the other night Will com…
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…r ; Beneath the white peculiar shine Of sunless summer afternoons ; At eventide on pale lagoons Where hangs reflected one pale star ; Or deep in the green solitudes Of still erect entrancéd woods . 0, in the woods alone lying , Scarce a bough in the wind sighing , Gaze I long with fervid power At leaf and branch and grass and flower , Breathe I breaths of trembling sight Shed from great urns of green delight , Take I draughts and drink them up Poured from many a stalk and cup . 174
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Rupert Brooke . There'll be no port, no dawn - lit islands ! But the drear Waste darkening , and , at length , flame ultimate on the deep . Oh , the last fire and you , unkissed , unfriended there ! Oh , the lone way 's red ending , and we not there to weep ! ( We found you pale and quiet , and strangely crowned with flowers , Lovely and secret as a child . You came with us , Came happily , hand in hand with the young dancing hours , High on the downs at dawn !) Void now and tenebrous , The grey sands curve before me .. . From the inland meadow…
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Robert Keable . *I HAVE A HOPE . I HAVE a hope of deep - set woods 1 Where brown curled beech leaves strew the ground , And silk - haired primrose leaves around Make way for buds in fair green hoods ; And where the small dog - violets try To hide ashamed from passers by . I have a hope of free wide braes Swept keenly by sea - scented winds , Where , brave and tossed , one often finds Sea pinks ; where gulls upon their ways Go crying in the vault above That there 's no quest like that of Love . I have a hope that I may sit Some distant June , wh…
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F . W . Stokoe . Look, they say I fell asleep : I didn 't, though they laid me deep , - . I' ve waked and watched , year in year out , The living people walk about. When I was living in this land I found them hard to understand ; And now I'm dead I often lie Wondering whether they ' re mad , or I. I like the rain and wind and trees And birds and flowers and cows and bees , Who work and play and make no lies To prove that they are good and wise . I like the children best of all And watch them playing till nightfall ; And when they ' ve left me ,…