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A Cradle Song

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The angels are stoopingAbove your bed;They weary of troopingWith the whimpering dead.God’s laughing in HeavenTo see you so good;The Sailing Sevenare gay with His mood.I sigh that kiss you,For I…

The Witch

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TOIL and grow rich,What’s that but to lieWith a foul witchAnd after, drained dry,To be broughtTo the chamber whereLies one long soughtWith despair?

From A Full Moon In March

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PARNELL’S FUNERAL UNDER the Great Comedian’s tomb the crowd.A bundle of tempestuous cloud is blownAbout the sky; where that is clear of cloudBrightness remains; a brighter star shoots down;What shudders…

Long-Legged Fly

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THAT civilisation may not sink,Its great battle lost,Quiet the dog, tether the ponyTo a distant post;Our master Caesar is in the tentWhere the maps ate spread,His eyes fixed upon nothing,A…

A Man Young And Old: I. First Love

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Though nurtured like the sailing moonIn beauty’s murderous brood,She walked awhile and blushed awhileAnd on my pathway stoodUntil I thought her body boreA heart of flesh and blood. But since…

A Dream Of Death

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I DREAMED that one had died in a strange placeNear no accustomed hand,And they had nailed the boards above her face,The peasants of that land,Wondering to lay her in that…

A Man Young And Old: II. Human Dignity

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Like the moon her kindness is,If kindness I may callWhat has no comprehension in’t,But is the same for allAs though my sorrow were a sceneUpon a painted wall. So like…

A First Confession

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I admit the briarEntangled in my hairDid not injure me;My blenching and trembling,Nothing but dissembling,Nothing but coquetry. I long for truth, and yetI cannot stay from thatMy better self disowns,For…

An Acre Of Grass

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PICTURE and book remain,An acre of green grassFor air and exercise,Now strength of body goes;Midnight, an old houseWhere nothing stirs but a mouse. My temptation is quiet.Here at life’s endNeither…

After Long Silence

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Speech after long silence; it is right,All other lovers being estranged or dead,Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,That we descant and yet again descantUpon the…