Poems, Bind 2

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G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1903
 

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Side 281 - WHEN vain desire at last and vain regret Go hand in hand to death, and all is vain, What shall assuage the unforgotten pain And teach the unforgetful to forget ? Shall Peace be still a sunk stream long unmet, — Or may the soul at once in a green plain Stoop through the spray of some sweet life-fountain And cull the dew-drenched flowering amulet ? Ah...
Side 178 - LOVE'S LOVERS SOME ladies love the jewels in Love's zone, And gold-tipped darts he hath for painless play In idle scornful hours he flings away ; And some that listen to his lute's soft tone Do love to vaunt the silver praise their own ; Some prize his blindfold sight ; and there be they Who kissed his wings which brought him yesterday And thank his wings to-day that he is flown. My lady only loves the heart of Love : Therefore Love's heart, my lady, hath for thee His bower of unimagined flower and...
Side 257 - Of Adam's first wife, Lilith, it is told (The witch he loved before the gift of Eve,) That, ere the snake's, her sweet tongue could deceive, And her enchanted hair was the first gold.
Side 87 - A moment the pilot's senses spin, — The next he snatched the Prince 'mid the din, Cut the boat loose, and the youth leaped in. A few friends leaped with him, standing near. "Row! the sea's smooth and the night is clear!" "What! none to be saved but these and I?
Side 186 - Even so, when first I saw you, seemed it, love, That among souls allied to mine was yet One nearer kindred than life hinted of. O born with me somewhere that men forget, And though in years of sight and sound unmet, Known for my soul's birth-partner well enough!
Side 250 - EAT thou and drink ; to-morrow thou shalt die. Surely the earth, that's wise being very old, Needs not our help. Then loose me, love, and hold Thy sultry hair up from my face ; that I May pour for thee this golden wine, brim-high, Till round the glass thy fingers glow like gold. We'll drown all hours : thy song, while hours are toll'd, Shall leap, as fountains veil the changing sky.
Side 24 - Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day.
Side 279 - TO-DAY Death seems to me an infant child Which her worn mother Life upon my knee Has set to grow my friend and play -with me ; If haply so my heart might be beguil'd To find no terrors in a face so mild...
Side 228 - LOVE. THE hour which might have been yet might not be, Which man's and woman's heart conceived and bore Yet whereof life was barren, — on what shore Bides it the breaking of Time's weary sea ? Bondchild of all consummate joys set free, It somewhere sighs and serves, and mute before The house of Love, hears through the echoing door His hours elect in choral consonancy. But lo...
Side 206 - NOT I myself know all my love for thee : How should I reach so far, who cannot weigh To-morrow's dower by gage of yesterday ? Shall birth and death, and all dark names that be As doors and windows bared to some loud sea, Lash deaf mine ears and blind my face with spray ; And shall my sense pierce love, — the last relay And ultimate outpost of eternity...

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