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…ature 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 ." 112
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Rupert Brooke . in Grantche by day; all they . Thought Little children lovelier than a dream , A bosky wood , a slumbrous stream , And little kindly winds that creep Round twilight corners , half asleep . In Grantchester their skins are white ; They bathe by day , they bathe by night . The women there do all they ought ; The men observe the Rules of Thought . They love the Good ; they worship Truth ; They laugh uproariously in youth ; ( And when they get to feeling old , They up and shoot themselves , I'm told .) . . . Ah , God ! To see the bra…
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… Tudor roses, those old words , “ Beauty is truth , and truth beauty ,” all at once Came with a fuller meaning to my mind , " Truly ," I thought , “ These dons who follow truth In desolate regions , lifeless , rugged , bare , All follow beauty too — the only prize Worth questing in this sorry world of ours .” 103
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…compare With thee , what Air , what Shadows lightly wrought , Thou living Water ! Settled softly there , Proud with the proud reality of Thought . 18
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…RDURABO . TXILE from humankind ! The snow 's fresh flakes Are warmer than men 's hearts. My mind is wrought Into dark shapes of solitary thought That loves and sympathizes , but awakes No answering love or pity. What a pang Hath this strange solitude to aggravate The self-abasement and the blows of Fate ! No snake of hell hath so severe a fang ! I am not lower than all men — I feel Too keenly . Yet my place is not above ; Though I have this — unalterable Love In every fibre . I am crucified Apart on a lone burning crag of steel. Tortured , cast…
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… the more limpid air the live trams clash And pitch , with more impetuous speed imbued : Black trees that all the winter seemed to brood Thought - swathed start up with sudden emerald flash And stretchings out of myriad crumpled hands : Huge ship - like corner - houses that till now Lay listless and becalmed shake from their prow Pennons that thrill towards unknown spring - lands : The cafés spread their awning - leaves above An early crop of pert habitués ; The teeming boulevard Alickers and sways With snap of life grown tenser ; half - beasts…
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…dst betwixt the skies God looks through the clouds and dies . Lying on a bank of green , All the grey is clearest seen ; All my floating thoughts arise To the place where God still lies . In my thought I clothe him now ; He is born behind my brow , And again shall live and die In the battle of the sky . 151
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… 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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H . O . Meredith . And God, the creature of my brain , Still 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 , contrive…
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… dying , And I upon the old red sofa lying , The great brown shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and that is all . I thought to send my soul to far - off lands , Where fairies scamper on the wind - swept sands , Or where the autumn rain comes drumming down On huddled roofs in an enchanted town . But , O my sleepy soul , it will not roam , It is too happy and too warm at home ; With just the shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and that is all . THE MOUNTAINS IN WINTER . I INUTTERABLY far , and still , and …
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…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 , Full - blooded , pulsing , virginal !
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…t God Stooped from his heaven and smiled on me , A patron with a kingly nod To greet his slaves aspirancy ! And the dim waves of surging thought Seemed to take substance by his grace , As when a sculptor who has wrought His passion into a marble face , All his imagination feeds From contours moulded by his skill , And the reflected glow exceeds The parent spark of mind and will . Once more all earth and heaven were strange , Strange to the sea the river flowed ; But not as on that primal change , When panic launched a quivering goad , And prick…
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…ispered when the rain beat . They wore all three their coronals Till men with houses came And scored their heads with pits and walls And thought the hills were tame . Red and white when day shines bright , They hide the green for miles ; Where are the old hills gone ? At night The moon looks down and smiles . 176
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…slips in and laps around Work - sodden brain and listless sense . . . “ An ecstasy for eighteenpence " I think — and then I wonder why I thought of that . Perhaps I try To listen , and I watch the flies Dancing about the light , till eyes Grow dazed and numb . . . Then suddenly The music grips me , thrills to me With little shudders up my flesh , Like sunsparks where the wind is fresh , That scatter out across a lake , When day is new and just awake . 208
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…o sea . Eight bouncing children tumbled in , And though we overlaid One, and another died of gin , Too many with us stayed . I' ve often thought that it would beat The man who tried to tell (Even if he had felt ) the heat And hungriness of hell : But even in hell there is no pain Such as is known on earth , To parents who a child have slain Before or after birth . The devil doesn 't know the cramp That settles round the heart, When yesterday was a hopeless tramp For work , and it's time to start ; In morning fog, or morning sun , You wake the s…
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…ITTER and shrill, O wind , bitter and shrill, D Spare us no slashings of thy frozen blade ; Most potent slayer, stunning heart and will, Thought -numbing , grinding, searing , unafraid ; Scourge of the iron sea and snow - dumb ways , Whirl the white stinging dust through lifeless skies ; We wear the shackles of relentless days , Give us thy keenliest - whetted cruelties : Then , when we flee , by shadowy ways and far , These mindless shapes bereft of mystery , And fare through lands where scents and colours are , Yea , we - whose souls are smal…
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…m , I worshipped - wanton cruelty , Mad perils of a maniac dream . I peopled earth a new found hell With the new devil of my soul , That thought might find a place to dwell And the dire chaos seem a whole . For strange I saw my first sun rise And felt his warmth upon my flesh And screaming , with distorted eyes Fled from the dancing shadow - mesh ; And strange the spinning river whirled Past stone and tree which had no feet , And in my misbegotten world A Devil - god was good to meet . I found a stone my limbs to wound , ' Twas joy to watch the…
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…ave him food : Nor all too much resents the doom Which brings to dust earth 's myriad brood . Yet child of God , man greatly shares Each thought each passion of his sire , And all the brash of earthly cares Consumes in elemental fire . 118
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…evelation and through death Onward and upward to itself again . Out of the lives of heroes and their deeds , Out of the miracle of human thought, Out of the songs of singers, God proceeds ; And of the soul of them his Soul is wrought. Nothing is lost : all that is dreamed or done Passes unaltered the eternal way , Immerging in the everlasting One , Who was the dayspring and who is the day . Joscelyn . Good poet , cease , and quaff some ale with me . John . You have not said who raised me from the sod . Henry . Your speech is rank and hellish bl…
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…t of dust Did you forsake the earth . And yours the wonder of all times and lands , Of tongues , and work of human hearts and hands , Of thought , and deeds , and art . Only to you the unbroken temple stands That human love has wrought in every part To endure among the sands . For you beyond all earthly good we crave , Loveliest of spirits visiting us , save Your shy and seldom brother Who dwells beyond the silence of the grave ; And well it may be, you but serve that other , And his the best you gave . 188