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1913 · PDF PAGE 47

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… make cockney rhymes , And Coton 's full of nameless crimes , And things are done you 'd not believe , At Madingley , on Christmas Eve . Strong men have run for miles and miles , When one from Cherry Hinton smiles ; Strong men have blanched , and shot their wives , Rather than send them to St . Ives ; Strong men have cried like babes , bydam , To hear what happened at Babraham . But Grantchester ! ah, Grantchester ! There 's peace and holy quiet there , Great clouds along pacific skies , And men and women with straight eyes , 28

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1913 · PDF PAGE 196

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

J. C. Squire . She knows the captors small and weak , She knows the prisoners strong , She hears the patient hills that speak : ' Brothers, it is not long ; ‘ Brothers we stood when they were not Ten thousand summers past . Brothers when they are clean forgot We shall outlive the last ; One shall die and one shall flee With terror in his train , And earth shall eat the stones , and we Shall be alone again .' 177

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1913 · PDF PAGE 118

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… to doom , My soul went down to hell and read its fate , And rose again to serve Him , and to wait . I knew His weakness called me to be strong ; I knew that I must travel where He trod ; And that , although the path be hard and long , His eyes would pierce me yet , alive with song . It has been so: and never did I doubt His word that lakeside morning by the fire ; First battle ; then the song of them that shout ! Go quickly , lad ; they come to lead me out . 99

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1913 · PDF PAGE 204

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…r and gallery , hall and stair . 1 Marble I wrought in, iron and gold . Ever and ever this house will hold . When I had made it fair and strong I set it drifting the wind along While I went seeking by hall and stair , Sure of finding my darling there . 185

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1913 · PDF PAGE 21

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…f your lays, When none but the prophet rejoices Who counts not the days. Arise ye bards, that ye quicken The pulse of our soul, that the strong In your music be stronger , the stricken Take heart in your song ! HOAR FROST. AIRIES in the night have been , T With the moon alone to see , And about the ivy's green Wrought a silver filigree ; Bound the jasmin to the wall With a flimsy , flashing wire ; Turned the pampas grasses tall Into standing tongues of fire ;

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1913 · PDF PAGE 83

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…, the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty 's King ; Behind me , mightier than the Sun , To whom the cherubs sing , A strong archangel , known of none , Comes crowned and conquering . An angel stands on my right hand With strength of ocean 's wrath ; Upon my left the fiery brand , Charioted fire , smites forth ; Four great archangels to withstand The furies of the path .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 57

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…he plinth , and now Before my Aphrodite stays and sighs , Something of Woman finding in the breasts I made adoring — on the eternal brow Strong contemplation , as of seaward eyes . *" VISION OF HIM .” THROUGH the Uncreated , Unfelt , Untrod , Breathed for a moment Sorrow of God .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 106

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… till dark without reward He must endure . Even as one Of his own beasts he must become Dull - eyed , dark - featured , patient , dumb ; Strong simple servant of the sun . For him the music of the wood In May on heedless ears must fall ; On sightless eyes the carnival Of summer over field and flood . But when love comes ! Ah, when love comes , For him no fetters bid him stay , No thorns of thought counsel delay When pulses beat like battle drums . For him it is the cry , the call Of the great mother , merciless : O Love ! untamed arbitress , Fu…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 75

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…acles Of Love's desire , and Night's. It swells, it rolls to triumph -song Through luminous black skies : Thrills into silence sharp and strong , Assumes its peace , and dies . There is the night : it covers close The lilies folded fair Of all your beauty , and the rose Half hidden in your hair . There is the night : unseen I stand And look to seaward still : We would not look upon the land Again , had I my will .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 181

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…set too firm that love Should dally with his rosy kisses there . Her corslet clasps her firm and vital breasts , But leaves uncaught her strong and placid neck , While her loose cloak like light around her floats . The very sandals of her feet are tipped With little wings ! Oh , I could fly with her Into the farthest of her dimmest dreams , And grip her heart , and press it to mine own ! 162

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1913 · PDF PAGE 205

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… now the surprise Dawns in the dark of your dreaming eyes . “ You ,- oh for you the palace , the song , You that I built it for fair and strong , “ Will you come to me ? Answer me while you may , Ere the wind has caught my palace away .' Loud laughed the throng as I drifted by : " The mad magician has learnt to fly .” 186

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1913 · PDF PAGE 72

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…t house ; No man hath noted in my brain The knowledge of my mystic spouse . I watch the centuries wax and wane. Poor , in the kingdom of strong gold , My power is swift and uncontrolled . Simple , amid the maze of lies ; A child , among the cruel old , I plot their stealthy destinies . So patient , in the breathless strife ; So silent , under scourge and knife ; So tranquil , in the surge of things ; I bring them , from the well of Life , Love , from celestial water - springs . From the shrill fountain - head of God I draw out water with the ro…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 131

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…ost of now ? " And straight his shrunken lips began To pipe shrill words he might not speak Oh master , oh my master , man , Thou art so strong : I am so weak ! I wander naked , cold , and blind ; 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 , h…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 22

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… Do you know the soul of night ? It is more unfathomable than the mind of a woman , It is more beautiful than her body . For night is as strong as a virgin in the prime of her womanhood , She is as tender as a mother with her babe at breast. My soul was aflame for her love . I went out to her and reached up but was unworthy . I strove for her as a river that strives towards a wide ocean . I caught at the jewels in her hair , but they evaded me . The great diadem that is set in the midst of her forehead mocked me So that I was provoked and blasp…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 203

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…e bad old times are long gone by . And now I watch the children play And never grieve till they ' re away . You little boys are bold and strong And after mischief all day long ; Your pretty bodies , swift and free , Your shrilling voices , call to me . Oh Jimmy dear , will you away With Mary Ford to come and play ? That I may have you for my own , And never more be all alone ." And Mary stretched her arms to him , Till Jimmy shook in every limb ; He shook for pity , he shook for fear , He shook for love of his Mary dear . He loves her dear as s…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 66

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…thly stalking ( Step after step as I move ) me , to annul me , quell Hope and desire and life , bid light die under my eyelids , Bid the strong heart despair , quench the desire of Heaven . So I shudder a little ; and my heart goes out to the mountains , Rock upon rock for a crown , snow like an ermine robe ;

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1913 · PDF PAGE 236

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…in a storm A linnet who had lost her way ... A porcelain sky ... ... As I stand waiting in the rain ... As some hot traveller ... As the strong sun that leaps upon the sea As when the lone sea calls A -tiptoe up and down and all about ... Away , for we are ready to a man Aye, lad ! He crossed the court, and in His eyes A young Apollo , golden -haired ... ::::::: 105 172 35 8 190 168 163 Bangle -sellers are we who bear Barden Towers in a mist of rain Because the fulfilment of dreams is itself a dream ... Because your face is with me in the dark …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 183

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…lad whose song Was all for love , and for joy of love ; Whose vows in the gold of my hair were wove , As his nesting arms grew sweet and strong , And the starlight swam above ? " Nay , lovely lass , with thy proud gold hair , Nay , lovely lass , so love forlorn , Who standest with thy heart shred - torn , And lean ' st thy gaze on the grim hills there ; The sad grim hills of morn . Nay , lovely lass ,' tis well ,' tis well , Upon the third wan winter 's noon , That thou goest listless by the dune , And deep into the forest dell , And moanest fo…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 27

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…, and keen your kiss , Who shall avail to make your glories his, Who wed with you , my sword -like Thoralis ? DIANA IN THE OPEN . As the strong sun that leaps upon the sea, She runs amid the waving grass . Beware ! The flashing strands of her tumultuous hair Will bind you to her track eternally . Her young , smooth arms , her waist and bosom free , Her shining shoulders , beautiful and bare , Her dabbled ankles dazzle those who dare To gaze too long . They follow hastily . A perilous quest ! Oh , whosoever follow Swift , pure Diana 's star , a …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 33

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Martin D . Armstrong . And hands and axe grew bloody in the glare , And gleaming sap oozed from the wounded tree , But still my body glowed exultingly Like iron in the forge, as if some rare Immortal essence from the setting sun Had made me godlike. Lonely on the hill I knew myself transfigured , and my will, Responsible to no man , urged me on While all the hosts of darkness mustered round. But when the west had smouldered into ash , The first tree swayed and snapped , and with a crash Hurled down its leafy mass and strewed the ground With spl…

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