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30652|The great dawn wakes, and in the heaven of it
30652|The sunrise rings; the morning wakes and too late;
30652|And I am grown a fool, that I may be a man.
30652|Mighty is the earth! I know the purple hills
30652|Above me, and the dark blue waves of the sea
30652|That break upon the mountains, and the sand
30652|That winds the world in mystic conflict.
30652|But mighty is the air, and I have grown
30652|Weary of loving them; and the air is hollow,
30652|And the face of the sea grows hollow to me,
30652|And the wind, howling in its gulfs, is empty.
30652|The earth, the air, the sea, the heaven, the sea,
30652|Are hollow to me, and I am weary of them,
30652|And the air, and the earth, and the sea, and me,
30652|And the wind, howling in its gulfs, is empty.
30652|Mighty are the stars and the hills of the sky,
30652|And mighty is the sea and the sky's green glow,
30652|And mighty are the ancient and the unborn,
30652|And the far star-clusters in the heaven.
30652|But the face of the sea grows hollow to me,
30652|And the face of the sea grows hollow to me,
30652|And I can no more see the pale face of the sea
30652|But it stands where the sea-mist shall sweep it over
30652|And I know that the dawn is not yet.
30652|"The sea is full of death, and the sea is full
30652|Of the dead life that is dead and that was dead,
30652|And the sea is full of the dead hope dead
30652|That was born at the end of the sea's dark face,
30652|And the eyes that are blind, and the lips that will
30652|Speak no word, and the limbs that cannot move.
30652|"The sea is full of death, and the sea is full
30652|Of the dead life of the dead and the dead dead,
30652|And the sea is full
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30652|For I have heard the croon of a child that sang
30652|A song of gladness: 'Light up my Christmas-tree;
30652|Light up my Christmas-tree for ever and ever;
30652|Light up my Christmas-tree for ever and ever,
30652|And it shall be a beacon in the dark;
30652|Light up my Christmas-tree for ever and ever,
30652|And the stars shall watch it grow great and bright.'
30652|Oh, God, thou knowest
30652|The song that I have heard;
30652|It is a man that walks with a bear
30652|And the voice is near by.
30652|Light up my Christmas-tree for ever and ever,
30652|And it shall be a beacon in the dark;
30652|Light up my Christmas-tree for ever and ever,
30652|And it shall be a light in the dark.
30652|The voice is near by;
30652|It is the time of night and the night is long,
30652|And the stars are shining like stars in a dream.
30652|The sky is not filled with stars,
30652|And the child is not there,
30652|And the light is not made bright,
30652|And the night is not hid.
30652|There's a noise in the world,
30652|And the voice is near by,
30652|It is the noise of a bugle calling,
30652|And the day is not filled with sun.
30652|There's a cry in the world,
30652|And the voice is near by,
30652|And it is the voice of a man calling,
30652|And the night is not filled with rain.
30652|There's a sound in the world,
30652|And the voice is near by,
30652|And it is the sound of the breaking
30652|of a world-wide heart.
30652|Oh, it is the end of the world,
30652|And the voice is near by;
30652|It is the sound of a voice calling
30652|'Fore God and the world be one.
30652|The voice is near by,
30652|And the voice is
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30652|I know that somewhere in the world of dreams
30652|There is a land of lots of sun and moon,
30652|Where the green grass waves in the wind and the moon
30652|Is a new sun. There are stone roads in the moon,
30652|And the sheep bleat from far away; and the wild goat
30652|Bounds on the hillside in the sun, and the wild deer
30652|Snorts in the bramble bush, and the foxes
30652|Weary of the night are wailing in the moon.
30652|There is a sea that nods and nods and laughs;
30652|And the winds are soft in the moon. There is a land
30652|That is ever young with the rich-tinted sea-mew
30652|And the squirrels. There is a sea that is ever young
30652|With the wandering fowls. There is a land of the wild sheep
30652|And the bird-folk. There is a sea that is ever young
30652|With the flight-worn wild deer. There is a sea of the wild
30652|And the sea-bird. There is a sea of the sea-fowl
30652|And the sea-mews. There is a sea of the sea-deer
30652|And the sea-bird. There is a sea of the boughs
30652|And the sea-birds.
30652|There is a sea that is ever fresh with the bee;
30652|And the honeysuckle and the chaffinch,
30652|And the palm-tree in the boughs of the sea-mew
30652|Are ever glad in the moon. There is a sea
30652|That is ever black with the deep-sea gulls. There is a sea
30652|That is ever silent. There is a sea-gull
30652|That flaps aloft on the dark water.
30652|There is a sea-gull
30652|That flaps aloft on the dark water.
30652|There is a sea that is ever full of the bee;
30652|And the wild-fowl call to it from the windy boughs,
30652|And the quails follow it from the
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30652|I think it is a little black stone
30652|On the edge of the desert,
30652|That one night thro' the grey-green billow
30652|Is rocking like a cradle.
30652|I think it is the little cradle
30652|Of the lily-plain,
30652|That one night thro' the grey-green billow
30652|Is rocking like a cradle.
30652|O the little black stone of the sand
30652|Is rocking like a cradle!
30652|O the little black stone of the sand
30652|Is rocking like a cradle!
30652|And now I know that the Third Coming
30652|Will be born in the desert
30652|In a silence and in tears
30652|By the rocking of the sand
30652|In the grey-green billow.
30652|And I know that the fourth coming
30652|Will be born in the sand,
30652|And that the birth will be of the lily-plain
30652|And the little black stone of the sand
30652|Is rocking like a cradle.
30652|I know that the Fifth Coming
30652|Will be born in the lily-plain,
30652|With a face like a child's, and a body like a man,
30652|With the eyes of a star,
30652|And the hair of the snow, and the feet of the sea,
30652|And the hair of the snow.
30652|And the birth will be of the lily-plain,
30652|With the lily-plain of the sea,
30652|And the little black stone of the sand
30652|Is rocking like a cradle.
30652|O the little black stone of the sand
30652|Is rocking like a cradle!
30652|O the little black stone of the sand
30652|Is rocking like a cradle!
30652|And the lily-plight, and the dawn-shine,
30652|And the hoof-flick of the cloud,
30652|Are rocking like a cradle, and the rocking stone
30652|Is rocking like a cradle.
30652|O the little black stone of the sand
30652|Is rocking like a cradle!
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30652|O, young, but fearless, with the fear of a secret
30652|Aborlanded in the heart of the world from the
30652|Out of the snows of my heart,
30652|I have heard the wild winds of the world
30652|Trampling on the wild snow,
30652|The long-forgotten music of the woods,
30652|The wind on the wild snow.
30652|The old man's voice at midnight broke
30652|In words of wonder and fear,
30652|And I heard from the old man's house
30652|The old man's footsteps fall.
30652|O, young but fearless, in the heart of the world,
30652|O, young but fearless, how should I fear
30652|To walk with the old man on his world of death
30652|And the wind of the world of dreams?
30652|But now the old man's great heart and his old
30652|White hands are cold;
30652|And the past is dead, and the memory
30652|Of what was and shall be.
30652|The old man's mouth is drawn to his breast,
30652|And the pain of it is long;
30652|And the old man's eyes are fixed on the sky
30652|With a still disdain.
30652|"I am not dead!" he says, "I am not dead!"
30652|And he turns to his feet
30652|And the years rush in his face like the years of death
30652|And the years in his eyes.
30652|_A wolf-pelt broke against the door,
30652|And there the poor man lay:
30652|The moon was an angry skull
30652|By the side of a grave.
30652|And the sun shone on the grave,
30652|And the man was dead.
30652|Then the wolf-pelt arose and cried
30652|And the man was dead.
30652|Then the moon was an angry head
30652|By the side of a grave.
30652|And the sun shone on the grave,
30652|And the man was dead.
30652|The man at his death-bed heard
30652|The wolf-p
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30652|And this is a rocking cradle, as I know.
30652|And so I see these sands of the desert, whereon
30652|The little feet of my companions glide;
30652|I see the stars like fingers on the sand,
30652|And, as I gaze, the darkness drops again.
30652|And then there is a rocking cradle, as I know;
30652|But even this I know, that even with the cradle
30652|There is a place for a rocking-chair in Heaven;
30652|And I have sat at that rocking-seat, and slept,
30652|And found there a place for a rocking-chair in Hell.
30652|For there is a place in Heaven; there is a place
30652|Where no man sleeps, and no beast slouches, and no star
30652|Of the white star-lit sea, and the starry sea-maiden
30652|Laughing, and the swift sea-hawk flying, and the
30652|silver-winged night-fowl, and the red-crested deer;
30652|And I have had the rocking-chair in Hell.
30652|But in the great world of God, the wide world of God,
30652|The deep world of God, there is a rocking-chair,
30652|A rocking-chair, as I know, in the heavenly chair;
30652|And I have sat at that rocking-chair, and slept,
30652|And found there in the chair a place for a rocking-chair.
30652|For there is a chair in Heaven; there is a chair
30652|For any man, and it is filled with God's name,
30652|And I have had the rocking-chair in the heavenly chair.
30652|And I have sat there, and slept, and found there a place
30652|For a rocking-chair in the heavenly chair,
30652|And the demons and the devils have had the chair
30652|For their part; and I have had the rocking-chair in Hell.
30652|And the stars are blazing in Heaven, and Hell is wide,
30652|And the wind is wild in the desert, and the sea,
30652|And the stars are tossing in the dark,
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30652|I know that the Vision which I see is not
30652|A man, but a sky-built building: yet I know
30652|That he who is the loftiest of his days
30652|Is a man who did not laugh at God's stars,
30652|Nor flaunt the yellow for a world of his.
30652|I know that the people who are overthrown
30652|By the tide of the next tide of humanity
30652|Are God's people, and that their feet will go
30652|Down into the graves of a million years
30652|As the waves of the tide of human destiny
30652|Dissipate and slip and fade away.
30652|I know that the people who are overthrown
30652|By the tide of the next tide of human destiny
30652|Will be as clouds and winds, and will be cast
30652|Into the sea of God's affairs, and will be mixed
30652|With the sand and dust of the great sea-tides.
30652|And you that are overthrown shall be stronger
30652|Than these that are overthrown; for they shall hear
30652|The voice of the Lord in the wind, and know
30652|What way He must go; for they shall see Him stand
30652|With the fifty men of his covenant, and hold
30652|His hands out for the people; and the sea
30652|Shall leap as it leapt on Sodom and Gomorrah,
30652|And the ravin shall be red as the blood of lambs
30652|And the storm of the sky shall be like the sea
30652|That rolls in the tide of Israel.
30652|I know that the people who are overthrown
30652|By the tide of the next tide of human destiny
30652|Will be as the sands of the sea, and will be cast
30652|Into the furnace of wrath that shall be hurled
30652|From the mouth of Jordan unto the sea,
30652|And will be rolled down like a scroll of brass
30652|That's lying in the dust of the face of the earth
30652|And be transformed into ashes and shall burn,
30652|And the dust of the earth shall be like their dust.
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30652|The darkness drops again; but I know
30652|That in the endless and mysterious room
30652|They wait for the red-eyed Son of Man to come
30652|To put in service for the Master's house.
30652|The darkness drops again; but I know
30652|The grasshoppers that the passion of the grass
30652|Can smell and see and touch and harm and love.
30652|The grasshoppers that the passion of the grass
30652|Can smell and see and touch and harm and love.
30652|The darkness drops again; but I know
30652|That in the caverns of the heart of the sky
30652|The silence of the sea is pained and sick.
30652|The silence of the sea is pained and sick.
30652|And then I know the birds that the winds of the sea
30652|Can find and hurl together in the sea
30652|At the sound of the dying wind. The darkness
30652|Drops and the darkness drops again. But I know
30652|That in the sky of the sea the little birds
30652|Have little hearts of fire.
30652|The darkness drops again; but I know
30652|The far-off hills of the earth that the earth
30652|Can call and call about with the voice
30652|Of the deep-sea birds. The hills are full of heaven,
30652|And the hills have no heart of fire.
30652|The darkness drops again; but I know
30652|The great and little hearts of the sky;
30652|And I know the wings of the sea-bird.
30652|The darkness drops again; but I know
30652|That the stars have a heart of fire.
30652|And so, I stand and gaze, and in and out
30652|The many-tinted eyes of the vast night
30652|Are filled with light. The darkness drops again.
30652|And so I stand and gaze, and I can see
30652|The whispering water and the wistful stars;
30652|And the deep-sea rivers, and the wind;
30652|And all the things that the dark shapes bring
30652|Into the night.
30652|The
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30652|But never a dawn, never a star,
30652|Never the whisper of a child
30652|Nor the sound of God's voice as He walked
30652|The mountain-steeps with the lilies white
30652|Against the night.
30652|I shall sleep no more to hear the doleful sound
30652|Of the rocking cradle of a child,
30652|Nor the sound of God's voice as He walked
30652|The mountain-steeps with the lilies white
30652|Against the night.
30652|The grotto is closed; no light comes there;
30652|No voice of the child that is no more;
30652|No wind of the world that is not there;
30652|No cloud-topped sky that is not there;
30652|Only the sky that shall never be
30652|Because it is full of all the pain
30652|That never was made by a child.
30652|Only the sky that shall never be,
30652|Because it is full of all the pain
30652|That never was made by a child.
30652|There is no dawn of the day I knew,
30652|Only the sound of the sky,
30652|A dream that is broken and overgrown
30652|By a score of weeping clouds.
30652|And the doleful voice of the child is gone
30652|With the sunrise and the sun,
30652|And a thousand voices cry, "Here is home;
30652|Here is hope;
30652|"For the day is long, and there is pain
30652|And sorrow, and long days;
30652|But when you have done with pain and sorrow
30652|You shall sleep well.
30652|And the doleful voice of the child is gone
30652|With the sunrise and the sun.
30652|And the grotto is closed; the day is done;
30652|Only the sea, and the white sea-wave
30652|That is yawning between the sand and sand
30652|And lapping it in.
30652|And I am alone with the world of night
30652|And the world of light,
30652|In the mist and the darkness and the sea,
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30652|I have seen a great wall. I have been king;
30652|King of cities, and of armies, and of all
30652|The lordliest lords of the earth.
30652|In this I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|In this I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|I have been king.
30652|King, king, king, king, king, king.
30652|That was the name I had for myself.
30652|King, king, king, king, king, king.
30652|It was my birth name, and so it stood
30652|For all time, and I was King of kings,
30652|And I was most fair; and I was bold,
30652|And I was strong; and I was very wise,
30652|And I was very noble; and I was very wise,
30652|And I was very noble; and I was very strong,
30652|And I was very strong; and I was very wise,
30652|And I was very noble; and I was very strong,
30652|And I was very strong; and I was very wise,
30652|And I was very noble; and I was very strong,
30652|And I was great; and I was very strong,
30652|And I was very noble; and I was very strong,
30652|And I was very noble; and I was very strong,
30652|And I was very great; and I was very good,
30652|And I was very good; and I was very good,
30652|And I was very good; and I was very good,
30652|And I was very good; and I was very good,
30652|And I was very good; and I was very good,
30652|And I was great; and I was very great,
30652|And I was very great, and I was very great,
30652|And I was very great; and I was very great,
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30652|I do not know
30652|If it be in the night, or in the night,
30652|When the whole world is waking, and I am alone,
30652|But I know that the dark has gone away
30652|That I must pray
30652|In a strange manger; and the Lord hath said it
30652|That I must pray.
30652|I do not know
30652|If it be in the day, or in the day,
30652|When the whole world is praying, and I am alone,
30652|And I know that the dark hath gone away
30652|That I must wait
30652|In a sorrowful waiting-room; and the Lord hath said it
30652|That I must wait.
30652|I do not know
30652|If it be in the night, or in the night,
30652|When the whole world is sleeping; and I am alone,
30652|And I know that the dark hath gone away
30652|That I must wait
30652|In a sleepless waiting-cell; and the Lord hath said it
30652|That I must wait.
30652|I do not know
30652|If it be in the day, or in the day,
30652|When the world is waiting for the coming of spring;
30652|And I am not sure if it be in the night,
30652|Or the night when it is sure, for I do not know
30652|If I wait in a room or a night; and the Lord hath said it
30652|That I must wait.
30652|I do not know
30652|If it be in the night, or in the night,
30652|When the world is praying; and the Lord hath said it
30652|That I must pray.
30652|I do not know
30652|If it be in the night, or in the night,
30652|When the world is praying; and I know the words
30652|That He hath spoken; and when I am in doubt,
30652|I know that He hath spoken.
30652|I do not know
30652|If it be in the night, or in the night,
30652|When the world is praying; and
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30652|I think, for all my grief, that what is most dark
30652|Is not that all is dark to the heart;
30652|But that the heart is not wholly dark,
30652|And I have sorrow, and I have faith,
30652|And I have hope; and yet my heart is white.
30652|And it is white as a little child,
30652|And it is white as a little child;
30652|And it is white as a little child.
30652|I have no hope, I have no faith,
30652|I have no hope, I have no faith;
30652|But the white hand of my God is warm
30652|To nurse my soul to the light.
30652|The white hand of my God is warm
30652|To nurse my soul to the light.
30652|It is a time to forget
30652|The troubles that assail,
30652|When life is a storm-cloud, and when the stars are loud,
30652|And the dark night rolls in from the sea.
30652|But I, through all this storm of pain,
30652|When I am but a little child,
30652|Have a heart in my breast that is white as snow,
30652|And a God above me that is white.
30652|I am like a little white snowdrop
30652|In the white winter of my heart,
30652|I know not what wind blows, I know not how,
30652|I am cold and my hands are white.
30652|My little hands are white, my white hands
30652|Are cold as the hands of the cold wind;
30652|I know not the words that I would say,
30652|But I am thankful that God is good.
30652|Then I laugh, I dance, I sing, I run,
30652|I play with the flowers; but my God is cold,
30652|And He will never come again.
30652|The snow is white, and the stars are bright,
30652|And the long white night rolls in from the sea;
30652|The storm-cloud is white, and the stars are bright;
30652|And the white night rolls in from the sea.
30652|
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30652|The dawn is grey; I wake; and lo! the image
30652|Still clasps its child: and lo! the Man is gone
30652|To the black hills and the rising sands; and I
30652|Hold in my hand the kraken, and in my heart
30652|I hear the psalms of the winds and rain.
30652|The darkening day is dying; and I pray
30652|That something may be heard in me that is still
30652|In the dark sky: and lo! I see it in flight
30652|On wings of fire, that break, like the wings of the white
30652|The clouds are crumbling; and the sea is rippling
30652|With the feet of the wind and the line of the sun.
30652|But out of the dawn, from the bound of the sun,
30652|A voice comes, from the depths of the darkness of night,
30652|Loud as the thunders that dash on Galilee's rock,
30652|Calling, crying, crying, crying,
30652|"Shall this vast city crumble like a withered grape
30652|Ashes to ashes?"
30652|The murmur of the world is drowned in a wind-driven cry,
30652|And a small voice whispers, "Christ is risen!"
30652|I have rung the bells, and I will rung the knell,
30652|I will hang the banners of the sun on the town wall,
30652|And the bells shall ring for thee!
30652|I am going
30652|To the sea to-morrow,
30652|For the sea is a great grey owl,
30652|And the owl will not let me in.
30652|I am going
30652|To the sea to-morrow,
30652|For the sea is a great grey owl.
30652|I have hung the banners of the sun on the town wall,
30652|And the bells shall ring for thee!
30652|I am going
30652|To the sea to-morrow,
30652|For the sea is a great grey owl.
30652|I will not say by what strange change
30652|Thou comest; and I will say
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30652|_Ichabod_ (Alexander), ch. v, par. 4.
30652|My sister and I together,
30652|The night we are together,
30652|To-night we are together,
30652|In the land of the phantom flowers.
30652|The moon was a flame, the wind was a soul,
30652|The world was a soul that sang with toil,
30652|And a soul that lived with some one.
30652|As the soul of the soul is a soul that is dreaming,
30652|As the soul of the soul is a soul that is waking,
30652|So the soul of the soul is the soul of the being.
30652|The world was a soul with a song of pain
30652|To the soul of the soul it went along
30652|And was glad to leave the soul behind
30652|And the soul of the soul was a soul that died,
30652|And a soul that is waking,
30652|For the soul of the soul was a soul that is flying,
30652|And the soul of the soul was a soul that is sick.
30652|It was a soul of love that went and came
30652|And the soul that was in the soul was dead,
30652|But the soul that was in the soul is a soul that is coming
30652|For the soul of the soul is a soul that is coming
30652|For the soul of the soul is a soul that is dead.
30652|I see the soul of a soul that is taking,
30652|I see the soul of a soul that is leaving,
30652|And I see the soul that is in the soul's covering
30652|Sprung from the soul that was in the soul's covering.
30652|There's a soul in the soul of a soul
30652|That's out of its body and into its body,
30652|That's finding its way, and is travelling in it,
30652|And that's the soul that's in the soul's covering.
30652|For the soul that was in the soul's covering
30652|Is the soul that was in the soul's covering.
30652|_Ahoy_ (_to_ Nelly)
30652|Ahoy
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30652|Couchantoun is a great plain, with a great river,
30652|And many houses, and a great plain beside it;
30652|There are many mountains, and many plains,
30652|And Clybourn with its many towers is there;
30652|But the plain behind, the plain before,
30652|Is a great valley, and the valley before
30652|Is a land of a thousand drowned souls.
30652|The hills are all over couchant, and round it
30652|The red fox runs; and in the valley below
30652|The moose comes stalking, and the bear comes stalking
30652|Down the slope to the wide river, in a ring
30652|Of shaggy majesty; and the red deer toil
30652|Their legs up and down, by the far-off light,
30652|And watch the long river for ever glide
30652|Out of the deep, and out of the dark.
30652|There are many little waterfalls,
30652|And many little falls;
30652|And a little further on
30652|There is a great deep pool;
30652|And on the other side
30652|There is a little meadow;
30652|And here in couchant Dunbar
30652|The clouds are yellow and warm,
30652|And the water, brooding over all,
30652|Is a little sad and sweet;
30652|And far away,
30652|In the light of the firelight,
30652|Is the singing of a little brooding bird.
30652|And I know that somewhere
30652|The white moon waits to meet him,
30652|And the first star
30652|Shines on the water,
30652|And the wild bird sings;
30652|And I know that somewhere
30652|Are the peace and the glory and the joy
30652|Of all the bright world to come,
30652|And the singing and the water and the bird,
30652|And the little white brooding bird.
30652|Down the winding road,
30652|I have come on a road
30652|To the end of the road,
30652|And the darkness is filling the highway,
30652
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30652|Pray, have the stars in their courses
30652|Leapt with the dawn of this strange woman,
30652|Where is her true name, and what the story
30652|That made them so far away from Galilee?
30652|Ah, when I see those stars I feel the years
30652|Are only in a dream, and the dawn is only
30652|A wind of night.
30652|The sun was darkness,
30652|The night was silence,
30652|And the wind was silence.
30652|I slept and dreamt
30652|That there was a man
30652|Afar in the land
30652|Where the stars are.
30652|I slept and dreamt
30652|That the stars were darkness
30652|And the night was silence,
30652|And the wind was silence.
30652|I slept and dreamt
30652|That the silence was God,
30652|And the silence was darkness.
30652|I slept and dreamt
30652|That the silence was I,
30652|And the silence was darkness,
30652|And the wind was silence.
30652|I slept and dreamt
30652|That the silence was He,
30652|And the silence was silence,
30652|And the wind was silence.
30652|I sleep and dreamt
30652|That there was a star
30652|Above the sky;
30652|And the wind was silence,
30652|And the silence was silence,
30652|And the silence was silence.
30652|And the stars were silence,
30652|And the wind was silence,
30652|And the silence was silence,
30652|And the silence was silence.
30652|In the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
30652|And the silence,
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30652|The darkness drops again; but I know
30652|That some far autumnal country far away,
30652|With lonely hills, a single river, and a sky
30652|Like an old moon set under a green sea-line,
30652|And the wind like a mother o'er her children sleeping,
30652|And the hills and rivers and the sky
30652|And the wind, and the hills and rivers and the sky.
30652|The darkness drops again. But I know
30652|That in the Spring of some far country far away,
30652|There will be flowers in a garden of blue flowers,
30652|And the deep Autumn will be crowned with her showers,
30652|And the high moons will be crown¨¨d with her tears,
30652|And the old earth will lie rolling in mirth
30652|With many golden fruit of rare fruits.
30652|For I have seen the happy Autumn fields of blue,
30652|And the dear Spring will lie rolling in ripples
30652|Of purple light, like a human face
30652|Making music, while still the warm earth and sky
30652|Grow ever brighter and deeper.
30652|The darkness drops again. But I know
30652|That in the Winter, a great wonder to me,
30652|Will be a wood, of many trunks,
30652|With snowflakes turning all the leaves and boughs
30652|Into a misty tremor, like a voice
30652|Of the Great Spirit, in the Winter voice,
30652|Crying, "I am Winter; and I make the snow
30652|White as the snowflakes on the heads of men."
30652|And the cold wind will answer him: "What! Are you mad?"
30652|And the snowflakes will answer him: "Yes, I am,
30652|I make the snow white as the snowflakes on men."
30652|And the great forests and the great fields of snow
30652|Will answer him: "What! Are you mad? Are you mad?"
30652|And the elves and fairies will answer him: "Yes, we are,
30652|We make the white snow, as white as the snowflakes on
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30652|O strange! O strange!
30652|I know not what it is, but I know
30652|There is a time of birth in every child.
30652|It is the hour of beauty that is come;
30652|It is the hour of birth in every soul;
30652|The star-like eyes are near, and the long hair
30652|Flows round the cradle's sleeping form, and hark
30652|The moon's pale whisper from the desert birds!
30652|The dark is gone
30652|From all the hills, and the night is gone,
30652|And the lamp lingers on the caliph's throne;
30652|And the King's slave is come to the King's house.
30652|O strange! O strange!
30652|The ancient forms are dead and fled away,
30652|The ancient faces, so white and so old,
30652|In the shadow of the pomegranate tree,
30652|And the dark is gone from all the hills.
30652|I know not what it is, but I know
30652|It is the dawn of Beauty that is come;
30652|And the King's slave is come to the King's house.
30652|O strange! O strange!
30652|I know not what it is, but I know
30652|There is a time of birth in every child.
30652|And it is the time of birth the old man said,
30652|And the King's slave is come to the King's house.
30652|O strange! O strange!
30652|I know not what it is, but I know
30652|It is the time of birth that the old man said;
30652|And the King's slave is come to the King's house.
30652|O strange! O strange!
30652|I know not what it is, but I know
30652|There is a time of birth in every child.
30652|It is the time of birth that the old man said,
30652|And the King's slave is come to the King's house.
30652|O strange! O strange!
30652|I know not what it is, but I know
30652|There is a time of birth in
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30652|I have been going on and on,
30652|But the men have learned they are not men;
30652|I could not save them.
30652|I am going on and on
30652|And the women have grown strong as I;
30652|So we go on together
30652|Till the sun's going down;
30652|Till the world's night is done,
30652|And the stars are gone like a lost child.
30652|For the mountains that stood up so high
30652|Have been killed by the rocking cradle
30652|And the stars are going to leave you.
30652|O he's a fine boy, and he's good,
30652|And the milk he drank is sweet;
30652|But there's a fine boy up the hill
30652|And a fine boy down the hill.
30652|There's a fine boy down the hill
30652|Who knows all the little tricks
30652|That the tins have been playing on.
30652|He's a fine boy, and he's good,
30652|And the milk he drank is sweet;
30652|But there's a fine boy up the hill
30652|And a fine boy down the hill.
30652|There's a fine boy down the hill
30652|Who goes to the mill to drink.
30652|But he's gone away to the mill
30652|To get him a new tup.
30652|He's a fine boy, and he's good,
30652|And the milk he drank is sweet;
30652|But there's a fine boy up the hill
30652|And a fine boy down the hill.
30652|There's a fine boy up the hill
30652|Who will make you something new;
30652|He's a fine boy, and he's good,
30652|And the milk he drank is sweet;
30652|But there's a fine boy down the hill
30652|And a fine boy down the hill.
30652|There's a fine boy down the hill
30652|Who knows all the ways of men;
30652|He's a fine boy, and he's good,
30652|And the milk he drank is sweet;
30652|
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30652|Alas! too late for that most blessed of things!
30652|For in the great churchyard of a thousand years
30652|The whitewashed mouldering body of a king
30652|Is still unspoil'd. O, might we dream of something
30652|To crown this work! Nay, even though we dream,
30652|The moon shall be a face in a manger,
30652|And the vast heaven a giant's hump;
30652|And in the day and night we shall be living
30652|In the shadow of the King's inmost heart.
30652|He lay like some great rock in a beryl sea,
30652|And the nymphs around him dreamingly did move
30652|To the music of his voice,
30652|And the peaks of Henna
30652|Had a dream to bind them,
30652|That the Tragic Woe
30652|Had come up in the night,
30652|Like a thing that's too large to be borne on the sea
30652|Or the earth, with the wandering of the moon,
30652|But a thing that cannot sleep.
30652|And the sea-maids still
30652|Were trying to tell him
30652|The words to say
30652|That they thought he might understand.
30652|And the man at his side
30652|Dreamed of the years gone,
30652|Of the days that are past,
30652|And the nights that are near;
30652|And he said to her:
30652|"What is the meaning of the moon?
30652|She seems to be gazing at the earth,
30652|And the moon is looking at the sea."
30652|And she answered him:
30652|"She is gazing at the moon."
30652|And the man said:
30652|"I wish that she were my wife."
30652|And the sea-maid answered him:
30652|"Why, what do you mean,
30652|Why do you wish for the moon?"
30652|And the man said:
30652|"I do not wish for the moon,
30652|I wish for her presence
30652|To take me on a path
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30652|O, I am old. I am weary of the world.
30652|I am glad of the dawn, and the wild bird's wings
30652|Are fain to stir me; but I would not be
30652|A child in Bethlehem.
30652|_"Hear'st thou the city, that was Bethlehem
30652|When the Land was good?
30652|Hear'st thou the city that was Bethlehem
30652|When the Lord was with her?
30652|And the seed of the seed-bank of the Lord
30652|Was scattered among her ways?
30652|And the stones of her path were cast in the dust
30652|To meet her in the street?
30652|And the blossoms of her trees were thrown out
30652|To meet her in the street?
30652|And the lilies of her pathways were cast out
30652|To meet her in the street?
30652|And the lamps of her lamps were cast out
30652|To meet her in the street?
30652|And the wax-stars of her windows were cast out
30652|To meet her in the street?
30652|And the chimes were thrown out
30652|To meet her in the street?
30652|And the people were scattered abroad
30652|To meet her in the street?
30652|And the Lord was met in Galilee,
30652|And the Lord was in Jordan.
30652|And the Lord was drunk in Canaaneer
30652|And the Lord was sober.
30652|And she was weary of her weary,
30652|And she bore a little child,
30652|And the children were two by twins,
30652|And the mother was weary of her child,
30652|And the child was two by twins.
30652|But the Lord went before and followed
30652|The feet of the child and the mother
30652|To meet the people in the streets
30652|That were weary of their children.
30652|A great host of the world's dead
30652|Have gathered together in one place
30652|In the great cemetery of the earth.
30652|They are the fairies, and they look down
30652|On all the
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30652|And now I know that a ship must have had seven decks
30652|Before Galileo could have dared to sail
30652|Out of the shadow of the grave to the shining sun
30652|On his great voyage over the sea.
30652|What other things have I to see?
30652|Not the old empty hall, the night wind,
30652|The old empty tower, the still sea,
30652|The old grey church, the old wind, the sea,
30652|The cracked church-spire, the desolate sea,
30652|The ruined churchyard, and the sea.
30652|I only know that the sea has been,
30652|As it is here, a little while.
30652|It is as mute as it was mute then;
30652|The old church is white as the sea then;
30652|The old wind is howling in the sand,
30652|The old sea-bird sings on the mast.
30652|Now the rising sun has been a-standin'
30652|Above the little chapel tall,
30652|I am watching the eyes of the new moon
30652|Upon the old church's old ruins rise,
30652|As I sit here in the twilight there
30652|And look down the long empty aisle.
30652|I am watching the eyes of the wind
30652|Upon the white and ruined walls,
30652|And the eyes of the world, as it is now,
30652|As it will ever be when it is done.
30652|And I am at peace with all these things,
30652|For the whole world's at peace with me.
30652|It is as quiet as it ever was,
30652|For the winds are silent and still,
30652|And the sea is silent and still.
30652|And it's the same when I sit here in the twilight
30652|And look down the long empty aisle.
30652|And I only know that the sea has been,
30652|As it is here, a little while.
30652|I only hear the old falling voice
30652|Of the wind, in the wind, that goes.
30652|And I only feel as it was then
30652|When I watched the
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30652|There's something in the distance beckoning me
30652|With the long wind-blown, ghostly embrace
30652|Of the old days, the old sights, the old days;
30652|They call me to the places I know
30652|For which I struggle, but I do not dare
30652|To answer, or my answer is to call
30652|The roaring of the mountain with a pang
30652|Like that of a starved bird into the pine.
30652|I have forgotten the little things
30652|And the evil things and the evil dreams;
30652|They do not stir my sleep, and I am safe;
30652|I am safe and anxious in this deep sleep
30652|And in the night. I have forgotten them all,
30652|And there's no evil about, and the world
30652|Is calm as a pond.
30652|But a child will cry
30652|For something to eat, and his mother will sigh
30652|And wonder why her child should cry.
30652|And then,
30652|He will come home from the mountains and see her
30652|And wonder why her child should cry.
30652|The world will laugh;
30652|She will be glad and happy and laugh,
30652|For she has nothing to give, and yet
30652|She has nothing to give.
30652|The child will kiss
30652|Her little hands and she will smile; she will lie
30652|Face down and smile, and so she will.
30652|And then,
30652|He will cry, and then she will remember
30652|And laugh at him what he has said.
30652|And then,
30652|There will come to him a new wonder
30652|Of the old days, the old sights, the old days;
30652|He will see her lips, and the old grace
30652|Of her face will come to him.
30652|And then,
30652|He will cry, and then she will remember
30652|And sigh for what he has not known.
30652|And so she will come home to the little stone
30652|And kiss him, and she will make him glad
30652|And look
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30652|A child it was, who, stepping from out the mist
30652|With eyes that looked on the darkness as a dream
30652|And feeble hands, and lips and matted hair
30652|Made as of moonlight a lily's hair,
30652|Stood in the mist and gazed upon the world.
30652|He was the child of the silence and the desert,
30652|He was the child of the wind and the dust and the mist,
30652|And he passed out of the world into the darkness.
30652|His body was stiff with the shape of a monstrous lion,
30652|And the soul of him was the shadow of a lion,
30652|And his soul was the terror of darkness.
30652|He passed out of the world into the darkness,
30652|And the darkness followed him,
30652|And the life-lightning of the scorpion
30652|Flashed about him and the sand;
30652|And the man of the cloud and the cloud that follows
30652|The little feet, when he had passed,
30652|Heard the voice of his words as he was passing;
30652|And the man of the cloud that was the white of the moon
30652|Heard them as the light of the sea;
30652|And the man of the cloud, with the white of the moon,
30652|Saw them as they were a child
30652|Of the sea and the sea-fog and the white of the moon.
30652|He passed out of the world into the darkness,
30652|And the darkness followed him,
30652|And the life-lightening of the scorpion
30652|Flashed about him and the sand;
30652|And the man of the cloud and the scorpion
30652|Saw them as they were a child.
30652|He passed out of the world into the darkness,
30652|And the darkness followed him,
30652|And the life-lightening of the scorpion
30652|Flashed about him and the sand;
30652|And the man of the cloud and the scorpion
30652|Saw them as they were a child.
30652|He passed out of the world into the darkness,
30652
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30652|O people of the hills, with the great deep in your breasts,
30652|The roar of the winds, the rippling river of the sun,
30652|Breathe on me your soul in a breath, your heart in my blood;
30652|You who are no more, and yet are enough,
30652|And whom the slumber of the world has left,
30652|Who have lived as you live, yet are not quite awake,
30652|Who have heard the voice of the world, and dared to sing.
30652|The dream is ended, the great doors flung open,
30652|The great gates of the night;
30652|The great old faces with golden eyes
30652|Look through the windows wide.
30652|They lift their heads and look at me,
30652|They seem to hear the prayer
30652|That I have fain had for them with heart sincere
30652|In the old life.
30652|The great old faces smile at me,
30652|Their eyes are young with glee;
30652|The things that once they heard and saw
30652|Are heard of them again.
30652|And they are happy, they are glad, they are free,
30652|With the old friends of their own,
30652|With the old friends of their own
30652|In the old life.
30652|And they say, as they lean over the casement,
30652|"The good days are come,
30652|The good days are come,
30652|The days of the old fellowship."
30652|They lean over the casement, and they say:
30652|"The good days are come,
30652|The good days are come;
30652|For the old fellowship of our life
30652|Hath lost its touch of fear,
30652|And we may pass our days in the old friendship
30652|In the old life.
30652|"And the old friends of our old friendship
30652|Are at rest with the old friends
30652|In the old life.
30652|And a bird sings from the sky,
30652|And a bud blows over the tree,
30652|And the old friends of our old friendship
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30652|Thou hast gone from me, dear, thou I might have known
30652|Before thou camest; in the night thou camest,
30652|And in the night I heard the pebbles rattle,
30652|And the winds with babble drowned the distant waters,
30652|And the door of the infernal room was open.
30652|Thou hast gone from me; but now the Land of Dreams
30652|Is over me like a mist, and I am weary
30652|Of this numbness of the body, and I know
30652|That thou art coming.
30652|Thou shalt return to me; and when thou comest,
30652|Thou shalt return as thou hadst never left.
30652|I shall sit in the shadows and I shall hear
30652|The springs of thy soul, and I shall sit and dream
30652|Of thee, with a trembling spirit in my heart.
30652|I shall be waked by some great bird, that sings
30652|To me in the dark, and then again I shall
30652|The song of the one that loves me, and again
30652|A voice that was like thine that is crying.
30652|I shall hear it, and I shall cry and shout
30652|To thee, with a love that was born to awake
30652|In me the dull lethargy of earth; and then
30652|I shall be waked by the old flame of thine eyes,
30652|And for one hour be strong again to sing.
30652|I shall be wakened, and I shall rise and go
30652|Away from thee, and I shall see the light
30652|That in my heart shall be a light of life,
30652|And the old night be a new night of love.
30652|Thou wilt come back to me. I shall rise and go
30652|Away from the world, and I shall walk with thee
30652|Along the infinite white paths of the stars.
30652|Thou wilt love me yet. I shall dream and wait
30652|On thy embrace, and then again I shall wait
30652|For thee to come a little nearer, a little closer.
30652|
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30652|What is it that the blind man dreams of?
30652|What is it that the blind man hears?
30652|The sound of a river,
30652|The clatter of a swarm of bees,
30652|The sound of the rain on the clover,
30652|The clatter of the rain on the sward,
30652|The whisper of a lady's voice,
30652|The whisper of a lady's voice,
30652|The sound of the fall of the rain,
30652|The sound of the fall of the rain,
30652|The sound of the rain on the clover,
30652|The whisper of a lady's voice,
30652|The sound of the fall of the rain,
30652|The sound of the rain on the sward,
30652|The clatter of a flock of fleeces,
30652|The clatter of a flock of fleeces,
30652|The clatter of rain on the clover,
30652|The whisper of a lady's voice,
30652|The whisper of a lady's voice,
30652|The fall of the rain, the fall of the rain,
30652|The clatter of a lady's voice,
30652|The whisper of a lady's voice,
30652|The fall of the rain, the fall of the rain,
30652|The whisper of a lady's voice,
30652|The clatter of a lady's voice.
30652|The sound of the wind is a reed in the reed
30652|Of the great wood that is not wood:
30652|The sound of the wind is a reed in the reed
30652|Of the great wood that is not wood.
30652|The sound of the leaves is a voice in the wood
30652|That is not the sound of a voice:
30652|The sound of the leaves is a voice in the wood
30652|That is not the sound of a voice.
30652|The sound of the sun is a breath in the wood
30652|That is not the sound of a breath:
30652|The sound of the sun is a breath in the wood
30652|That is not the sound of a breath.
30652|The sound of the moon
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30652|I know that many a time a face was moved
30652|To talk of darkness and of hell,
30652|That oft, with mighty frowns and wailing,
30652|The dark was stirred and the moon sat
30652|Closing in mists of moonshine;
30652|And that, in the hollow of a bird's breast,
30652|The birds would call each other
30652|Over the hills and far away.
30652|And I know that, often, a dark child
30652|In the corners of the house would moan;
30652|The little moon would peep, and then
30652|The awful-circling moon would cry,
30652|And the wind in the crow's-feet would call,
30652|And the trees would shout, "The dark is dead,
30652|The dark is dead, the dark is dead."
30652|And I know that, often, the dark one
30652|Would turn to the shadows and cry,
30652|And whisper, "I know you, shadow,
30652|And I know you, you earth, you grave,
30652|And if I call on your name,
30652|"I will come to you, I will come,
30652|Come to you, and hold you close,
30652|Come to your knees, and be at rest,
30652|Come to your own again, come to me."
30652|The children, crying, go, and now
30652|I am a grief, and my dear friend
30652|Is a black shadow, a gray stone,
30652|And the black shadow is the night.
30652|And the gray stone, in his rocking chair,
30652|Is a ghost of the old red stone
30652|That with the other stones of the church
30652|Stands in the road. The way to him
30652|Is a path between the stones, and one
30652|Comes home with him every day.
30652|He does not say "How did you come, father?"
30652|But looks and whispers, and he asks
30652|No questions. He is black as night,
30652|But he seems to say: "I am a man."

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30652|And what the grave-yard that holds the body
30652|Is like that waits the dead to be buried,
30652|And all their dreams of death and doom and gloom
30652|That kept their old souls from waking up
30652|At the first wakening of the moon?
30652|The dead are not dead by any means,
30652|Yet in a most determined kind of way
30652|They are not dead; they live in their graves,
30652|They take their sweet time being buried,
30652|They are not changed in any greatwise way,
30652|But some one after another must rise
30652|And be the grave-digger.
30652|The dead are not dead by any means;
30652|They are not changed in any greatwise way,
30652|Yet in a most determined kind of way
30652|They are not dead; they live in their graves,
30652|And it is the funeral of their fathers,
30652|The good dead who are not changed in any greatwise way,
30652|The good dead who live in their graves;
30652|And they have wives, and children, and friends,
30652|And all that, at the last, men must have.
30652|And some one after another must rise
30652|And be the grave-digger.
30652|It is the funeral of their fathers
30652|That's not dead by any means,
30652|It is the funeral of their fathers,
30652|It is the funeral of their fathers,
30652|That is not changed in any greatwise way,
30652|But some one after another must rise
30652|And be the grave-digger.
30652|The grave-digger sees the old
30652|Old trunks as they lie,
30652|And on the old trees, with hands that are strong
30652|As they are, and feet that are strong,
30652|He lifts his head, as one that is not sleeping,
30652|And at the last as he is old.
30652|And all the old trees in the valley grow tall
30652|And all the old trees on the hill stand straight,
30652|And the old tree that is in the
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30652|I know a story, when I was young,
30652|And I have heard it often in my time;
30652|It is of a city, and of a king
30652|Whose name was Hannibal, and whose deeds
30652|Were awful, and whose head was lifted high.
30652|And once, when I was but as a child,
30652|I saw the mighty hulk of a great ship,
30652|With the great sails a-droop to the light,
30652|And a red flag above it, and a red crew
30652|Of mariners and sailors; and a voice
30652|Spoke in the yellow heat, "For that is my ship
30652|Whose name was Hannibal, and whom I slew."
30652|I know a story, when I was young,
30652|Of a woman with a wordless tongue,
30652|Who stood before a stranger and spoke,
30652|And many swam, and many struggled, and stood
30652|And gazed in wonder on the wondrous stranger
30652|Who, when he saw her, groped his hand
30652|And looked, and with a flourish of his hand
30652|Spoke words of power and love and loveliness.
30652|I know a story when I was young,
30652|And I have heard it oft in many a tune,
30652|That in the road of many a strange city
30652|There came a car and the stranger gave a key
30652|To the lady of the city. And she opened
30652|The door, and she stood at gaze upon the road,
30652|And the stranger came with his ship upon the sea.
30652|_I know a story, when I was young,
30652|And I have heard it oft in many a song;
30652|A great king, and his people, and a woman
30652|Who was loved as the stars are loved by man;
30652|And on a time a thing of beauty fell,
30652|And the stars took pity on her and gave her food
30652|To keep her soul in her body. And she sat
30652|In a garden where the stars were happy,
30652|And the stars took her
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30652|A miracle at last; for it is I
30652|That pass, and not the world's great king.
30652|So now, with a faint impulse, I go
30652|To seek a lily-pale mariner,
30652|Who sits upon the deck with arms akimbo,
30652|And huddles his head in his hands.
30652|And with a strong and almost angry cry
30652|I run to the sea-shore and draw near;
30652|And in the red dawn I start forth and find
30652|The mariner awake and ready for action,
30652|With eyes that are like stars, and a little hand
30652|Heaving up the helm and the wind, that wakes
30652|The waves and lifts the mast and the ship
30652|Towards the red dawn.
30652|But the mast-head has heard my call,
30652|And from his deck the mast-masters gather
30652|To hear my voice, and then I rise up,
30652|And look in their eyes and in their hands
30652|And in their eyes the eyes of a child,
30652|Who in his heart is the vision of things,
30652|And in his heart the dream of the night.
30652|And they look at me, and then, aghast,
30652|They grasp their swords and the swords they bear
30652|Flash suddenly, and then again are stiff.
30652|And a great light fills the sky and the sea,
30652|And the waves leap hard and the winds blow
30652|As with a sword that flashes in his hands.
30652|Ah! but what art thou, and what art thou,
30652|That hast the world in thy hands, and at last
30652|Hast found me in my place?
30652|And what art thou, dead years ago
30652|When at the war we two were kin,
30652|And as a kinsman in a world where many
30652|Are kin to death, and as a kinsman still
30652|I trusted thee to a man?
30652|I have no voice now, and the sea has none,
30652|And nothing to do, and nothing to say
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30652|Was it the rocking cradle?
30652|Or the rearing lion?
30652|It was rocking in the dawn, and the lion
30652|Grinn'd, and leaped at the cradle;
30652|And the man's heart beat with a sudden pain,
30652|And the lion stalk'd in, with its long red tongue,
30652|And smote the cradle;
30652|And the man awoke from a terrible dream,
30652|And looked towards Bethlehem, and saw the cradle,
30652|And the lion lying dead.
30652|The dawn was sweet with a strange sweet smell
30652|Upon the roof of the very cradle
30652|That had rocked him to death.
30652|And I look'd at the man's face, and I saw
30652|How he had smiled at the cradle with long white fingers,
30652|And he had crouched and rocked it.
30652|The cradle was a broken golden shell,
30652|And the man was a broken golden hen;
30652|And the lion, a broken green wild-goose,
30652|Had eat the lion-heart.
30652|They looked at each other, and they said:
30652|"The wind is a blessing.
30652|The sun is a blessing.
30652|The moon is a blessing.
30652|The stars are a blessing."
30652|They looked at each other, and they said:
30652|"The stars are a blessing.
30652|The wind is a blessing.
30652|The sun is a blessing.
30652|The moon is a blessing.
30652|The stars are a blessing."
30652|"The stars are a blessing,
30652|The wind is a blessing,
30652|The moon is a blessing,
30652|The sun is a blessing;
30652|And we are a blessing,
30652|And we are a blessing."
30652|"The stars are a blessing,
30652|The wind is a blessing,
30652|The moon is a blessing,
30652|The stars are a blessing."
30652|"The stars are a blessing,
30652|The wind is a blessing,
30652|The moon is a blessing
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30652|The land lies in a land of the silver sands
30652|Wherein the white-skinned sons of men arise,
30652|And, gathering their clans together, unbind
30652|The green belts and the royal purple,
30652|And wear the crowns in a proud fashion
30652|When the hour of the morn, and the coming of day.
30652|The moon rises up, and all the stars are bright;
30652|The night is silent as a stone, and the wind
30652|Is as the night's last victim; the stars pass
30652|In a crown of gold from the great globe of night,
30652|And the wind and the moon are like lips upon
30652|The sea; and I know I shall never wake up
30652|To see again the bright and awful sun.
30652|A wind is in the garden
30652|Where the daisies are,
30652|And the long night-winds blow
30652|Over the earth and the sea,
30652|Till, like a flower outspread,
30652|The night-past in my heart
30652|Leaves it all bare of aisles and dusks
30652|And of all sun-bright flowers.
30652|There is no wind to waken the daisies,
30652|For the stars are pale and red;
30652|And no wind to wake them from their graves
30652|For a dream that is dead.
30652|The stars are like cheeks that are worn and dry,
30652|And the sea is as a corpse that lies
30652|Under the sands, as one might be
30652|In the grave of a corpseless mould.
30652|The night-dust is as cold as the graves,
30652|And the moon is like a stone
30652|That is drunk with the tears of the stars
30652|And blood of the sea.
30652|The stars are like cheeks that are pale and wet
30652|And the sea is as a stone
30652|That lies in the peace of a tearless eye
30652|And lies in a murmurless sea.
30652|There is no star, no sea, to open the eyes
30652|Of
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30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouishish by the time, is slouching back
30652|To sleep again.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouish by the time, is slouching back
30652|To sleep again.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouish by the time, is slouching back
30652|To sleep again.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouish by the time, is slouching back
30652|To sleep again.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouish by the time, is slouching back
30652|To sleep again.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouish by the time, is slouching back
30652|To sleep again.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come
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30652|And what the child? What but a rocking cradle,
30652|A rocking man, a rocking child of God?
30652|The cradle stirs, and there is a moan;
30652|And over the earth and the sea and the sky
30652|A great black wheel is whirled like a funeral train
30652|That passes from one grave to another.
30652|And the great wheel passes, and a voice cries out,
30652|"For ever and for ever the sky is red,
30652|And the red earth hath no soul, and the red earth
30652|Hath never a soul.
30652|"For ever and for ever the sky is red;
30652|The red earth hath no soul, and the red earth
30652|Hath never a soul.
30652|"And all the world of men shall be as black
30652|As is the bed where the dead child sleeps;
30652|And the red earth shall die, and the red earth
30652|Hath never a soul.
30652|"And over the red earth the wind of death
30652|Shall howl, and the red earth shall be choked
30652|With dust and blood, and the red earth shall be bruised
30652|In the midst of death."
30652|It is the last cry, the cry of the dead
30652|That thrills me the worst. It is the cry
30652|Of the child who goes alone,
30652|And the great rocking cradle's gasp
30652|Of a man with an empty tomb.
30652|The screaming night is loud and hark!
30652|The screaming night is long!
30652|And there is one who shall be seen
30652|In the window where the stars are dark,
30652|With a shadow on the bed,
30652|With the white hand of an old woman
30652|At the window, holding a candle,
30652|And the flame at her feet.
30652|I saw the white flame on the bed
30652|Of the empty tomb of a man
30652|A few moments ere it was dark
30652|When he stood there silent and alone,
30652|And I knew that in the world of men
30652
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30652|O cunning tyrant, you have not yet come;
30652|Though you shall not come, for me you sleep,
30652|And I will lay my head upon your breast,
30652|And think of you, I shall not weep or weep.
30652|My child, the morning was at worst a dreary
30652|And bitter day to you; and did you think
30652|How long it was since I had seen the sun?
30652|How long since I was labouring all alone
30652|In the great and busy world, and all the while
30652|I had no thought of you, my child, my little one?
30652|I have a little garden, and you know
30652|That I have tended it as nurse would care
30652|For a little flower, and planted it there
30652|As a delight and work of beauty; but now
30652|I think that it is time to plant the sun.
30652|The little sun-flower grows upon the earth
30652|But nowhere, like the little sun-flower, for you.
30652|And yet it is not empty, and I know
30652|That if you looked there, you would look in my face,
30652|And say: "My little sun-flower, what is this?"
30652|I have a house, and you know that I have
30652|A garden, and my life is very fair;
30652|And yet I think that it is time to take
30652|My little sun-flower from the great garden-bed,
30652|To plant it in the road, and keep it there
30652|Till morning, and then plant it in the sun.
30652|I have a little farm; you know that I have
30652|A house and a little farm; yet surely you
30652|Would think that I should leave them both to go
30652|To the great world, and put them back to me?
30652|You think that I would think it better to leave
30652|My little farm, and put it back in flower?
30652|O cruel, cruel, cruel little child,
30652|O little child that cannot speak for speech,
30652|O little child that is not good to
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30652|The deafening silence dies again
30652|And oaks are under the trampled grass.
30652|And the moons start on the dew, and the star
30652|Shines out as a face in a dark door
30652|That waits a footfall, and stops and speaks to a star.
30652|The moon is borne from far away
30652|On the wan wind through the midnight air,
30652|So pale, so cold, so mad, and so madly still,
30652|And still as a blind dog's head in a ditch
30652|That licks the sky and licks the stars.
30652|The moon is borne from far away
30652|On the wan wind through the midnight air.
30652|The stars all start and glimmer and gleam
30652|Till the earth is grown a dream in their eyes,
30652|And the earth is wan and hollow and numb.
30652|The moon is borne from far away
30652|On the wan wind through the midnight air.
30652|Then the dead dead moon goes down the sky,
30652|And the stars go up like dust in a ditch
30652|That a man has made of a puddle and a star.
30652|The stars are like dead birds in the dark,
30652|And I know the air will never be free
30652|Of a sound like a moaning wind that sings.
30652|The stars are like dead birds in the dark.
30652|The stars are like dead birds in the dark.
30652|The star that I love so well
30652|Is like a dead thing, blown away
30652|In a wind that never rest
30652|Will ever sweep away.
30652|The wind that never rest will never sing.
30652|I love the wind that never rest.
30652|The wind that never rest will never blow.
30652|There are no stars to see;
30652|It is like the death of a stone
30652|Whose breath is life.
30652|There are no stars to find;
30652|It is like the death of a word
30652|Whose sound is death.
30652|There are no years to die;

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30652|Not far off, in the palm-grove, a queer old man
30652|Pores over a manuscript that he has caught,
30652|In the mad swill of the race he was running,
30652|And the fluttering mist of the race he is running.
30652|The king's child, with a face like the sun,
30652|Drinks of the lees of the sun's last grace
30652|From a jar of wine, and the moon is lost
30652|Beneath the crimson of his face.
30652|A snow-white hand is pressed on a throat
30652|That holds a cup of wine, and the moon
30652|Stares at the hand, and the hand at the moon,
30652|And the moon at the hand, and the man's hand
30652|Is changed to a face of the rose.
30652|But the man's hand is lost in the foam
30652|And the moon is lost in the mist of the race.
30652|The queen's child, with a face like the sun,
30652|Pores over the manuscript that he has caught,
30652|In the madness of his race he has caught.
30652|He sings of a boy and a girl and a book,
30652|And the stars, like a band of the hand that is lost,
30652|And the wind, like a band of the face that is lost.
30652|It is all of the face that is lost,
30652|And the moon, and the hand, and the book,
30652|And the stars, and the band of the face that is lost,
30652|And the hand, and the face, and the book,
30652|And the wind, and the band of the face that is lost.
30652|But the queen's child sings, and the hands, and the face,
30652|And the moon, and the hands, and the face,
30652|And the hands, and the face, and the book,
30652|And the stars, and the band of the face that is lost.
30652|A wind-gust in the vast desert,
30652|A wild grey dusk in a vast grave.
30652|The moon is pale, and
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30652|'Mong ruins of old joy, where sorrowless
30652|Her dusky clouds huddle, and out of the gloom
30652|Of the grey temple, there, on the sand, I see
30652|A figure moving in a moonlight sea.
30652|It is not the figure of the priest; but a
30652|Glory of a thousand gods; and a far cry
30652|Of music, the voice of the sun at noon
30652|Sings to the feet of the deity.
30652|The lover, none knows whence, with the flame of the heart
30652|Reverberates in him. To the waters of heaven
30652|He has given the crown of his life, and he
30652|Has broken the waves of earth in his flight,
30652|And won the breast of a woman and the world.
30652|In a smoke-wrapt garden
30652|A dream took wing.
30652|The happy birds sung,
30652|The dewy grasses stirred,
30652|The silver sun shone
30652|Over the sea.
30652|On the slopes of the darksome hill
30652|The sleeping flowers stood,
30652|They seemed to whisper
30652|A word in praise.
30652|The birds were hidden
30652|Under the rocks,
30652|The flowers were silent
30652|And reverent.
30652|The wind came
30652|From the west, and a voice
30652|Came from the forest,
30652|And it said:
30652|"I am the wind, and I am the trees;
30652|I am the fragrance
30652|And the dream in a forest.
30652|I am the sunset
30652|That sings aloud.
30652|The white clouds
30652|Float in the sky
30652|And the birds sing
30652|In the heaven."
30652|And the love of the morning
30652|In the cedar-grove,
30652|Under the lindens,
30652|Chanted in praise
30652|Woke with the voice
30652|Of the wind and the bird.
30652|I am the sun that sets,
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30652|Through the still night the wind has blown
30652|The thunder's cry to my right,
30652|And I know that the storm is dead,
30652|And I hear the call of the dove.
30652|For the wind, a bard to his heart,
30652|Lit all his soul in the lark
30652|That alights at the midnight sky;
30652|And the sky, a bard to his soul,
30652|Sent the lark forth, with its high song.
30652|The clouds are red on the sky
30652|And the wind's mighty cry
30652|Calls back to the one thing clear
30652|In the land of darkness and snow.
30652|But I, who have walked in the dark,
30652|I, who have trudged to the wood,
30652|I, who have watched the starlit trees
30652|Sink in the sough of the rain,
30652|I, who have sat by the old mill,
30652|In the valley of silent trees,
30652|I, who have stood by the dark green river
30652|Swinging and leaping by me,
30652|I, who have borne in my heart the cry
30652|Of the wind on the hillside,
30652|I, who have seen the waves leap up
30652|And watch the lark fly away,
30652|I, who have heard the wind's cry,
30652|Through the still night and the rain,
30652|And the wind's voice said to me,
30652|"I am with you, O my heart!
30652|The red wind calls you, my dear!"
30652|I, who have laughed in the sun,
30652|And laughed with the bird on the tree,
30652|And laughed with the whispering stream
30652|In the warm morning, I turn
30652|To the red wind's cry,
30652|"O, my love, I am with you,
30652|The red wind calls you, my dear!"
30652|O, the cry that echoes there,
30652|The cry of the wind that blows,
30652|The moan of the rain,
30652|
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30652|The dark rolls like a billow on the sea;
30652|It is too late for tears. My heart is dead.
30652|Lifting a look of cold scorn from his grim face,
30652|The archangel said: "The man is born again.
30652|No more shall men be killed and given up to sin.
30652|The Child is born."
30652|I saw the face, and I was glad;
30652|I knew that I had never known death.
30652|I saw the voice, and I was glad;
30652|I knew that I had never known sin.
30652|I knew the hands, and I was glad;
30652|I knew that I had never known birth.
30652|I knew the feet, and I was glad;
30652|I knew that I had never known death.
30652|I knew the feet and hands, and I was glad.
30652|I knew the signs, and I was glad;
30652|I knew that I had never known birth.
30652|The great sun came; he was pale,
30652|And it was not because his breath
30652|Was unwelcome in the earth.
30652|He looked so longingly at the sea;
30652|But he did not seem to know
30652|That it was he himself.
30652|I saw the large green moon. It was
30652|A vision in a glass,
30652|That shone upon a sea of glass,
30652|Whose waves were stones and heaps of stone.
30652|The great green moon was staring back
30652|At me with silent fear.
30652|"Oh, is it real, or is it dream?"
30652|I said to him.
30652|"Is it real, or is it dream?" said
30652|The moon.
30652|"Is it real, or is it dream?" said
30652|The sea.
30652|"Is it real, or is it dream?" said
30652|The sky.
30652|"Is it real, or is it dream?" said
30652|The stars.
30652|"Is it real, or is it dream?" said
30652|I asked.
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30652|The old earth stands forlorn,
30652|With nothing to look on but the sky.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on, and all about it is night.
30652|Is now the time for love,
30652|For which the Past gave no long-enduring promise.
30652|A man's heart is a man's heart that beats against the sky,
30652|And a man's voice is a man's voice that cries aloud.
30652|The old earth stands forlorn;
30652|With nothing to look on but the sky.
30652|A man's love is a man's love that is full of strength,
30652|That makes a joy of life, a joy of the old earth,
30652|That never shall cease, that ne'er shall grow old.
30652|The old earth stands forlorn;
30652|With nothing to look on but the sky.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on, and all about it is night.
30652|A man's heart is a man's heart that beats against the sky,
30652|And a man's voice is a man's voice that cries aloud.
30652|The old earth stands forlorn;
30652|With nothing to look on but the sky.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on, and all about it is night.
30652|A man's pride is a man's pride that makes him mad,
30652|That turns to him a darkness that makes heaven blind.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on, and all about it is night.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on, and all about it is night.
30652|A man's shame is a man's shame that is passionate,
30652|That makes him mad for ever in a strange land.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on, and all about it is night.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on, and all about it is night.
30652|The old earth has no thing
30652|To look on,
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30652|Then, while the thunder is not less nor less
30652|The mighty thing that stirs the deep of the earth
30652|Rises up and is born: the wide sea sings
30652|With a stirring sound, the vast sea wakes again,
30652|And the great sea-mew flaps up at the high heaven.
30652|Sails of the great sea have knotted the land
30652|With drifting masts; and the stars have anointing
30652|Their brows, and sea-birds fly to the open sea.
30652|The sea is shaken, the mariners are seized
30652|With a sudden fear; the earth has been touched by a
30652|Immortal hand.
30652|They dare not draw near
30652|Into the darkness, they are afraid of the dark;
30652|The great sea leaps out like a castle-lock
30652|And flings the windings of its golden peaks
30652|Against the billows, and the waters break and break.
30652|The great sea goes mad, it is lifted on high
30652|And spreads and hangs and flings its banners of foam
30652|And ripples and blinds and flashes; and it is
30652|A strange unhappy thing to be in a sea.
30652|The great sea-maw makes a roaring noise, and the sea
30652|Closes round them, and the sky is one wide chasm
30652|Wherein the waves are like the clouds, and the sea
30652|Spouts hot coals over the rocks and the sea
30652|Crashes with the waves: the great sea-cave
30652|Grows wide and wide beneath the waves, and the shore
30652|Tops out of sight; and all the black world
30652|Moves about it, and the great sea-mew flies
30652|And flaps its pinions, and the great sea-bird
30652|Touches and buries him in the sand.
30652|And still it goes, and all the waves are black;
30652|A moment, and the great sea-mew rises
30652|And beats the cliffs, and the great sea-bird
30652|Is sunk to nothing under the waves
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30652|And in the darkness, still for evermore
30652|Pulse the deep pulse of life and death;
30652|And in the darkness, life is born, and death is past,
30652|And the Lord's first day is born.
30652|He comes from the hill of smoke
30652|Where the cloud-screens are falling.
30652|He holds his hand out to the men
30652|Who stand at his feet, in the gloom.
30652|"I am hungry, they say; I have come from the islands;
30652|It is a long way to the sea.
30652|"I must feed them; I shall have no meat
30652|Till I have found my tent.
30652|"I have heard the wind singing, and I will go with you
30652|And see the world pass by.
30652|"The little birds, they will sing louder and louder;
30652|I will go to my tent and rest."
30652|The men were all at their work, and each had a lantern;
30652|The labourers stood about in the desert and listened
30652|In the stillness of the night.
30652|He was young, and his work was to make it all right.
30652|He had to have his work, and he gave it his whole heart.
30652|The dark-grey clouds crept over the burning place,
30652|As the day wore on, and the night came on.
30652|The labourers were all at their work, and each one had a whip;
30652|And the white-faced women came and watched them work.
30652|The day wore on, and the night came on.
30652|The labourers were all at their work, and each one had a gun;
30652|And the white-faced women came and watched them work.
30652|The night wore on, and the night came on.
30652|And there was one, in the twilight, who turned away,
30652|And never saw the dawn of the day.
30652|"_I_ can hear the surf-beat on the coral-caves,
30652|And the sound of the seaweeds rolling.
30652|"There is no good to
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30652|The Three Kingdoms in the desert land
30652|Are rocking at their rest: the shining Throne
30652|Stands up like God; and I know the Second Coming
30652|Will be as wonderful as the First.
30652|There are three legions in the desert land,
30652|Two march on in iron armour, one in gold.
30652|Three legions are in iron armour, one in gold,
30652|And neither legion will pass by the other
30652|In the dark of the steppes.
30652|It is not on the flat of the shore
30652|Where the silver waves are whirled;
30652|But in the bitter windy places,
30652|And the dreary places of the sea.
30652|For the great sea-fog on the sea-lands
30652|Is the shapeless darkness of the shroud
30652|Of the grave of the dead.
30652|The tongues of the tongues of the legions
30652|Are the tongues of the tongues of God.
30652|They can only speak a language that is dead,
30652|And language of blood; and the tongues of the legions
30652|Are like the ghost of a broken language
30652|That lingers in the windy places.
30652|It is not on the flat of the shore
30652|Where the silver waves are whirled;
30652|But in the bitter windy places,
30652|And the dreary places of the sea.
30652|The tongues of the tongues of the legions
30652|Are the tongues of God.
30652|It is not on the flat of the shore
30652|Where the silver waves are whirled;
30652|But in the bitter windy places,
30652|And the dreary places of the sea.
30652|It is not on the rolling sand
30652|That the tongues of the legions rend;
30652|It is the empty places of the sea,
30652|Where the tongues of the legions are.
30652|It is not on the white sand that
30652|The legions grow in strength and bold;
30652|It is the spirit of the sea,
30652|And the salt of the sea-sand.
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30652|They speak: but I know that every tongue
30652|Is silenced with wonder:
30652|One that has travelled through a million years,
30652|Who knows what comes of all?
30652|It is a stranger's speech,
30652|A strange strange speech.
30652|They speak to each other,
30652|Their lips already,
30652|And when the rest have said
30652|The words they would utter
30652|To them it is the same;
30652|For they have heard the word
30652|Of the First Coming.
30652|They speak as children
30652|The word of the Second Coming:
30652|But if they speak to the men of the South
30652|That word will reach them,
30652|And no man will be the wiser.
30652|The thickening darkness swallows up
30652|The awful mystery
30652|Of the Second Coming.
30652|The day is gone; the morning is cold;
30652|The air is hard as iron;
30652|And then, there's a star in the sky,
30652|And on the hill the morning-star.
30652|The wind is gone; it came, it came
30652|And sent the foam of it,
30652|And the steep wood is slippery with foam,
30652|And cold as iron;
30652|The star-beam meets the rock in the wood,
30652|And over the hill it's fled.
30652|The night is gone; the moon is cold;
30652|The sky is dark and cold;
30652|And then the white winds of heaven
30652|Have gathered in the west.
30652|And all that was light is lost in the dark;
30652|And stars are lost in heaven;
30652|And in a little while
30652|The hill-side will be shrouded and silent,
30652|And the world will be asleep.
30652|At the dusk of day
30652|A blackbird sings in the cherry-trees,
30652|And the white owl hoots in the tower;
30652|And in the blind fields of the dim lake
30652|The little brook runs laughing.
30652
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30652|They were not angry or afraid:
30652|They knew the times were terrible
30652|When there was not the slightest hope
30652|That life could be anything but blind,
30652|Hollow, and bare, and hopeless.
30652|They were not frantic with affright
30652|Or terror of some utter loss,
30652|But only with the mad delight
30652|To have, and do, and have not.
30652|The phantoms came, and they came in haste,
30652|And one who came with speed was not the same;
30652|Their hair was flecked with foam and tears,
30652|The lips and brows were parted.
30652|They do not speak, they do not know,
30652|They do not know what they are,
30652|But they knew one other thing, and this
30652|Is the end of them.
30652|I saw a soldier pass by,
30652|He was not a very good one,
30652|A soldier I don't suppose
30652|But that's the way it is with us.
30652|He was the oldest soldier
30652|That ever I saw.
30652|And yet he wore his uniform
30652|And that's the way it is with us;
30652|For the old soldier's just a youngster,
30652|And the youngster's only twelve.
30652|He went by the same old road
30652|And the same old house;
30652|And I watched him at the end of the day
30652|And the same old face I knew.
30652|And then the aged man looked up
30652|And I saw his eyes lighten
30652|And then he lifted his old hand
30652|And gave me a big kiss.
30652|The little boys in the gardens
30652|Would often talk about the moon,
30652|And how it was a beautiful thing,
30652|And how it floated above them.
30652|And then I was born, and then I was sent
30652|To make them understand.
30652|There is no heaven and no earth
30652|But was created by God;
30652|And every bird on the trees
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30652|Or is it that my heart has a broken part?
30652|Or am I only a half-witted thing
30652|That could not keep the law?
30652|So I turn from the rocking cradle to the sun,
30652|And watch the eagle of the desert,
30652|That looks upon the tomb of a slave,
30652|And shakes its wings, and drops into the earth.
30652|In the wide desert is no rocking cradle,
30652|Nor rocking cradle is there in the wide desert,
30652|For the great winged ones are robed in white,
30652|And on their heads the star-lit dawn is brooding.
30652|The black thing is crouched on its iron rims;
30652|And the black thing is crouched on its iron rims;
30652|And the black thing is brooding on its iron rims,
30652|And the black thing is brooding on its iron rims,
30652|And on its iron rims the black thing lies,
30652|With its wings all iron, and with its wings all iron,
30652|And on its iron rims the black thing lies,
30652|And on its iron rims the black thing lies,
30652|And its wings all iron, and iron wings.
30652|"It is a long way to the holy land,"
30652|Said the white pilgrim.
30652|"It is a long way to the holy land,"
30652|Said the white pilgrim.
30652|"O you young son of the lily flower,
30652|Say to the white thing, 'I will be thy slave';
30652|Say to the black thing, 'I will be thy king,'
30652|Say to the iron thing, 'I will be thy lord.'"
30652|"I am the long way to the holy land,"
30652|Said the white pilgrim.
30652|"I am the long way to the holy land,"
30652|Said the white pilgrim.
30652|"I am the long way to the holy land,"
30652|Said the white pilgrim.
30652|"I am the long way to the holy land,"
30652|Said the white pilgrim
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30652|I know that I shall wake no more. I know
30652|That I shall think of the long-mourned dead;
30652|That I shall wake and see the angel come
30652|At the far end of the world, and say:
30652|"I am the one who, all at once, awoke
30652|With the dead in me, with the flesh in me;
30652|I carry in my heart the world's great passion,
30652|And I am broken with the world's great pain."
30652|That I shall wake no more. I know that I shall wake
30652|Out of the void and sorrow of this age,
30652|When the old gods of gods and dreams and thoughts
30652|Are broken and slain and cast to earth.
30652|I know that in the void and ruin of the past,
30652|Will come a spirit of night and of new birth,
30652|To weave the fabric of a mystery,
30652|To rend and re-arrange the great fabric of life,
30652|And make a greater life and a greater birth
30652|Than the great life of the gods of old.
30652|Shall come a spirit of darkness and of new-born night,
30652|To make a mystery of life and death,
30652|And make a greater mystery of death and birth
30652|Than the great death of the gods of old.
30652|Shall come a spirit of night and of a new-born birth,
30652|To make a mystery of life and death again,
30652|To re-arrange the great fabric of life again,
30652|And make a greater death than the old death death.
30652|Shall come a spirit of darkness and of a new-born birth,
30652|To make a mystery of life and death again,
30652|To re-arrange the great fabric of life again,
30652|And make a greater birth than the old birth birth.
30652|The spirit of darkness shall come again,
30652|A new and dark angel, to re-arrange
30652|The great fabric of life again,
30652|And make a greater death than the old death death.
30652|And
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30652|The mists of the world melt into days
30652|And night is a breast of stars
30652|Over the sea; the wild winds break and die
30652|In the green cradles of the wood;
30652|The calm comes back and the stars grow clear
30652|And the sea's deep voice is glad.
30652|A voice that is a note of the old bird
30652|And a note of the old bird that is glad.
30652|The sea has made an anthem of the sea,
30652|And the sea has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|The sea has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|And the sea has made an anthem of the sea.
30652|And in the moaning of the dying year,
30652|The hollow-sounding cry
30652|Of the leaves that drop and fall in the wood,
30652|I know the sound that once was drowned.
30652|The sea has made an anthem of the sea,
30652|And the sea has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|The sea has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|And the sea has made an anthem of the sea.
30652|The wind is a golden-crested queen
30652|That rides the sea at evening,
30652|And with her are her lords and dukes
30652|And dukes and lords and ladies bright.
30652|Her eyes are like the ruby tears
30652|And her hair is like the stars
30652|That wave about her as she goes.
30652|The wind has made an anthem of the sea,
30652|And the wind has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|The wind has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|And the wind has made an anthem of the sea.
30652|The sea has made an anthem of the sea,
30652|And the sea has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|The sea has made an anthem of the sea;
30652|And the sea has made an anthem of the sea.
30652|The wind is the best of men,
30652|And the sea is the best of ships,
30652|And the best of men is lost to me

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30652|The Queen, the Queen, the Queen,
30652|That walks upon the hills,
30652|With haggard eyes that kill,
30652|And shivered hands that pray,
30652|With shriek and scream of joy
30652|That haunt the desolate air,
30652|And hollow look of grief
30652|That fain would mar
30652|The beauty of the skies,
30652|Is walking through the world
30652|In the royal way.
30652|She has gone up to God;
30652|She has kissed the snow;
30652|She has seen the fair stars shine
30652|On the wonderful snow.
30652|She has touched the great white stars
30652|With their golden kisses;
30652|She has opened wide her eyes
30652|That look upon the morn;
30652|She has taken her great white hands
30652|And led them in the dust.
30652|She has taken her great white feet
30652|And turned them in the sand;
30652|She has made her feet all golden
30652|In a new golden crown;
30652|She has taken her great white eyes
30652|And set them in the sky;
30652|She has turned her great white hands
30652|To the stars, and set them high
30652|Above all hills and trees.
30652|The King of the Kings is walking up the palace steps;
30652|And the King is looking out of his window at the sea,
30652|And the King is taking his tablet to his face
30652|And the King is reading the lines of heaven and hell,
30652|And the King is reading the lines of heaven and hell,
30652|And the King is reading the lines of heaven and hell,
30652|And the King is reading the lines of heaven and hell.
30652|"_O weary are the winds and the sea,
30652|And weary is the earth.
30652|For the wind is weary as the sea,
30652|And the world is weary as I._"
30652|The King of the Kings is sitting in his palace hall;
30652|On the wall before him are the lines of heaven and hell,
30652
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30652|O darkness and iron, weep not for the dead!
30652|Their bones are rotted with the dust of their crime;
30652|Their hands are clasped in agony and prayer,
30652|Their eyes are dim with the tears of their tears.
30652|They are dust, yet their immortal souls endure.
30652|They are dust, yet their immortal souls endure.
30652|The wind of the desert wanders through the leaves,
30652|And the wind of the dawn is heavy with pain;
30652|The wind of the morning, a sword that is drawn,
30652|Is strong to smite; but the sword is drawn in vain;
30652|The wind of the night is over and dead.
30652|The wind is over, and the stars have begun
30652|To rise; but the stars do not rise in the sky;
30652|The wind is over, and the sands of the desert
30652|Roll ever in the tide of the tide of the Night.
30652|For all the prayers and all the tears of the past
30652|All the sand of the desert rolls to you in vain;
30652|The sands of the desert roll to the sand of death.
30652|The stars of the night are out; but the moon
30652|Is shining through like a shining white stone;
30652|The moon is out, but the stars are in;
30652|And there is a light in the air of the sea.
30652|O night, O death, ye are in my heart.
30652|A dust in the wind, a breeze in the trees,
30652|A shadow in the sea, the dead are there.
30652|They lie in the land that they knew,
30652|They are dust in the wind, a breeze in the trees,
30652|A shadow in the sea, and I am alone.
30652|They are dust in the wind, and dust in the wind,
30652|And dust in the sea; and I am alone.
30652|The wind is dead, and the sky is grey;
30652|The dust is settled in the eyes of the sea;
30652|And the dead are sitting in the grave.
30652|The dust is fallen from their hands
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30652|The old man had a home in the old town
30652|On the hill-side where the town-gates shut up
30652|The dark-green hills of the modern city;
30652|And when he died, a priest, the coffin went
30652|Down the lane of the hill, and the coffin came
30652|To the grave of a dead man, who was buried
30652|By the same grave, that I know.
30652|But a mighty grave
30652|Grows up under the hill;
30652|There are no men in it now,
30652|No other graves in the old town.
30652|It is like a great grey forest, a forest
30652|Whose trunk is the earth and the earth's heart,
30652|And where the wood is hard to come at,
30652|There the great grey forest, a forest,
30652|Rolls, a great tree rolling, a wood rolling,
30652|In the wind of the night.
30652|Over the mountains that it covers
30652|There is a whirring of silver bells,
30652|A whirring of silver bells
30652|That are heard above the thunder of rain,
30652|In the darkness of the morning.
30652|The great trees are falling down and down;
30652|The great trees are falling down and down,
30652|And the whirring of silver bells
30652|Is heard all night in the dark.
30652|The great trees are breaking and breaking,
30652|The great trees are breaking and breaking;
30652|They are falling, and they are falling,
30652|And the whirring of silver bells
30652|Is heard from the other side of the hills.
30652|I cannot sleep for thinking of the night,
30652|When I heard the old man pray.
30652|I can remember the path he took;
30652|I remember the red doors on his way;
30652|I can remember the night he prayed
30652|By the churchyard gate.
30652|There was no night when he prayed that night,
30652|And I never will sleep for thinking of it;
30652|But the man who prayed is dead.
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30652|_I_ have the key to the churchyard of all souls,
30652|And the holy water; the chill of death is on me,
30652|But the fever is dead, and the fever of doubt.
30652|I have heard the bells ring, and I have seen the holy
30652|Robes of Angels throng the Appian Way,
30652|And I have worshipped in the homesteads of the people
30652|That were my kindred. I have heard the holy
30652|Songs that brought people to the moon, and light
30652|And song of the thousand-fold of light,
30652|And music, and the nightingale's wild song,
30652|And the great laugh of the people on the road
30652|Through Rome, where all the world goes by.
30652|Now in the mists of life, and in the twilight
30652|And in the heart of the city, in the silence,
30652|There is a door that will open to me,
30652|Whence I may come into the very doors of the people
30652|That are my kindred.
30652|_I_ shall go into the doors of the people
30652|That are my kindred. I shall come to the hearts
30652|Of the old and the young, and the old and the young
30652|Shall seek me and shall comfort me; the old and the young
30652|Shall give me their hands to wipe, and the young shall give
30652|Their eyes to me to watch.
30652|And in the years that are to come I shall sing
30652|The music of their songs, and I shall tell the
30652|Distant stories of the days gone by,
30652|And the days gone by and the days that are gone,
30652|And the days that are gone.
30652|I shall look through the windows of the houses
30652|Of the old and the young, and look at the lights
30652|Of the people on the road, and the tall tall
30652|And great-limbed people and the ancient that walk
30652|Their ways among the bushes, and the people
30652|That speak for the people.
30652|_I_ shall be a
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30652|For a very long while my thoughts run
30652|In wild and wandering labyrinthine maze
30652|In the dark valley of the coming natal.
30652|A giantess with a giant face,
30652|A giant arm, a giant arm and more,
30652|And the giant arm of the feet of a man,
30652|And the giant feet of a man and a woman,
30652|And the giant woman and the giant father,
30652|And the giant giant mother and the giant,
30652|And the giant giant love, the giant love,
30652|And the giant love of a giant king,
30652|And the giant giant love of a giant king.
30652|I see the giant hearts that hold,
30652|In the love of a giant king,
30652|Their weapons in the birth of a king;
30652|And the arms and hands are giants' hands,
30652|And the eyes of giants, but the eyes
30652|Are eyes of children.
30652|A great green birch is standing in the roadside,
30652|And I am tired and speechless.
30652|There is a light on the birch tree,
30652|But I cannot see the birch tree
30652|As I left it here to be a shadow
30652|And a shadow, I am so weary and speechless.
30652|The birch is a phantom of the night,
30652|A dream of the night, a shadow of the night;
30652|I leave it, I do not come to it again;
30652|I am so tired and speechless.
30652|I leave it, I do not come to it again;
30652|It is as a thin and night-like cloud,
30652|As the cloud that hangs above the rocks
30652|And the rocks, as the mist overhead,
30652|And the mist, as a ghost, the ghost of a star,
30652|As a ghost of a star, as a ghost of a mist.
30652|I leave it, I do not come to it again;
30652|It is as a thin and night-like cloud,
30652|As the thin cloud of the wind in the sky
30652
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30652|But how the eyes grow all the time blind,
30652|And how the body's very form is changed,
30652|To look at me, and to growl at me!
30652|I hear them shout at me, and I am afraid.
30652|The dark and the time are now upon me.
30652|I never saw a man before, and I never shall.
30652|The old man comes every day, and he is kind;
30652|The old man laughs at me, and he is so soft;
30652|I love him, for I know what is meant by love.
30652|A moment before the light was ashen green
30652|And the wind blew from the sand and blew to me;
30652|And I saw the dawn on the sky, and the breath
30652|Of the child, and I heard the old man's laughter.
30652|_I see him in the morning,
30652|I hear him in the evening,
30652|And I think of him in the morning.
30652|But his eyes are far away._
30652|_I think of him now in the evening,
30652|And now in the morning,
30652|And now in the evening._
30652|I lay in my bed,
30652|And I heard the wind cry;
30652|And I thought of him at night.
30652|The old man came to see me,
30652|And he told me to get up.
30652|And he took my plate and cup
30652|And shook his head and said:
30652|"My daughter, my daughter,
30652|That is the day that you came;
30652|For you went to the village
30652|To see the big game."
30652|_I think of him now in the evening,
30652|And now in the morning,
30652|And now in the evening._
30652|The old man came to-day;
30652|He passed through the village;
30652|He said: "My daughter,
30652|That is the way that you came;
30652|For you went to the village
30652|To see the big game."
30652|_I think of him
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30652|The stony silence falls
30652|And dies; and the long linden branches sigh
30652|About the empty beds.
30652|The rumbling of the street
30652|Dies far away, and a wind from the plains
30652|Falls, and comes back.
30652|Above the crowd
30652|The silence cracks and lags,
30652|And the unquiet town
30652|Creeps, and is still again,
30652|As a dreamless sleep.
30652|On the floor the sunbeams trail
30652|Their wavering trail of fire
30652|Into the darkness, and the night
30652|Has come to the moon.
30652|I stand alone
30652|On the floor of the great night, and see
30652|The broken road to Bethlehem,
30652|And the crest of a pale horse.
30652|It is a long road,
30652|And I know not if it be the same
30652|For me and me.
30652|It is a long road
30652|That goes to Bethlehem;
30652|It reaches to the mountains of Jordan,
30652|And the holy city of Bethlehem.
30652|It is a long road,
30652|And there are many steps that go
30652|To Bethlehem;
30652|But the last is the last that I shall go
30652|To see the Mother of Jesus.
30652|The sky is gray,
30652|And the wind is a-shriek in the fields
30652|And a man goes by with a lad
30652|On his arm.
30652|The sky is gray,
30652|And the wind is a-shriek in the fields,
30652|And a man goes by with a lad
30652|On his arm.
30652|It is the worst time of all time
30652|When the wind goes by with a lad
30652|On his arm.
30652|The sky is gray,
30652|And the wind is a-shriek in the fields,
30652|And a man goes by with a lad
30652|On his arm.
30652|On the hill the old church stands,
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30652|O Angels, in your ecstasy,
30652|Forgetting that the shades of death are drawn
30652|Over the waking world, you beat your wings
30652|And sing to open the everlasting dawn
30652|And give the world a son's sake!
30652|Yea, sing unto the Angels, ye that are
30652|Hearts of the world, that in the sun and dew
30652|Are the strong angels, and are equal to heaven,
30652|O Angels, singing in the light of song!
30652|You that have found your heaven,
30652|You, the world's first poets, who have been
30652|Beyond the grave's limits and without tears,
30652|Have your own thoughts and poems for your tears,
30652|Your own visions and dreams, your own hopes and fears!
30652|O Angels, sing in song
30652|Your song for you, and for your heaven sing,
30652|And from the sun and dew
30652|And from the angels' wings,
30652|And from the world's first poets, sing ye!
30652|For the world's first hearth-fire
30652|Is the dust of the poets' songs!
30652|O Angels, sing in song
30652|Your song for you, and for your heaven sing,
30652|And from the old earth's shadows
30652|And from the shadows of the angels' wings,
30652|Sing unto the new earth, sing ye!
30652|For the world's first fire
30652|Is the dust of the poets' songs!
30652|When I was young
30652|I read a book
30652|That had no words.
30652|I could not understand
30652|The quaint and fiddly rhyme
30652|That ran all round the book,
30652|But when I saw the rhymes
30652|That pointed at the end,
30652|I laughed and cried with glee,
30652|And asked the author if
30652|They knew about the rhyme
30652|That ran all round the book,
30652|And if the rhyme
30652|Were written in the words
30652|Or not. "Nay,"
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30652|What is it to be alive?
30652|It is to know that here and there,
30652|A mote is beaten, a spark is hurled
30652|From the blind night, and the world is neat
30652|As a new fair garden; and a smile
30652|Lies on a face of horror.
30652|It is to know that at the end of the day
30652|There is no place for God to beat
30652|His knotted hands, and the light of life
30652|Is a dark lamp; and the air is sweet
30652|With the smell of flowers; and the long, strange hours
30652|Are quick as music; and the awful voice
30652|That seems to speak us, like the long-drawn rain,
30652|Is a flutter of song.
30652|It is to know that life is a blind man's lute,
30652|That the wise fools of the world are wise men's children,
30652|That the flower-bearded men of the world are flower-beards,
30652|That the greedy men of the world are greedy men,
30652|That the mighty men of the world are the greatest,
30652|That the peace of the world is a sword and a crown,
30652|That the sorrow of the world is a star-spun sigh,
30652|That the heart of the world is a broken shell,
30652|That the sorrow of the world is to suffer.
30652|It is to know that we shall not escape
30652|From the awful silence of the dark;
30652|That we are like the stars in the darkness born,
30652|Or like waves in a midnight sea.
30652|It is to know that we shall not hide
30652|From the mad wind our fires of song;
30652|That our graves shall be the houses' rooms
30652|Where the rich people sit and sigh.
30652|It is to know that the long white hours
30652|Will not bring back the twilight hours
30652|To the earth, but bring them back again
30652|To the world, and hold them fast as nails
30652|To beat us to the dark.
30652|He gave me a rose in
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30652|In the dim, dark lane of the desert
30652|That starts and stumbles with laughter
30652|One sees great, fool-sculptured statues
30652|That rock and rock with little hands
30652|Till they grow tired of being rock¨¦d.
30652|A dreary day in the desert,
30652|A dreary day in the desert
30652|With the sun still climbing the horizon
30652|And the dunes of the evening folded
30652|Like a flimsy mantel thrown over the edge.
30652|A dreary day in the desert
30652|With a dreary air and a dreary sound
30652|As of the sound of a rain-wing
30652|On the sand at the end of the day's long plod.
30652|A dreary day in the desert
30652|With no heart of dawn and no drouth
30652|And the life of the desert wasted
30652|Like a dull, heavy summer's grain.
30652|The sun's black face is hideously
30652|Wearing the grey of the desert sands
30652|And the eyes of the morning in them
30652|Like a face that is tired of being
30652|And growing weary of growing old.
30652|The heart of the sun and the dawn is aflame
30652|With a thousand thousand flames
30652|That burn as the sun's black face is aflame
30652|And make a heat upon the earth.
30652|The day's cheeks are all ruddy roses
30652|The dawn has a thousand roses
30652|The dunes are a thousand vines
30652|The sea has a thousand canes
30652|The air is a thousand flags
30652|That fly before the dreary sun
30652|And flutter like a tired child's wings.
30652|The sun is a thousand times
30652|More beautiful than a woman;
30652|The dunes are a thousand times
30652|More beautiful than children.
30652|The sea is a thousand times
30652|More beautiful than a child;
30652|The dunes are beautiful
30652|As the children are beautiful.
30652|The morning is
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30652|The boy at the door was the king's child;
30652|And the crown of the king's child was his son,
30652|Who went and came in a rocking cradle,
30652|With the crown at the head, and the boy at the feet.
30652|The king had a little throne of clay
30652|And on that throne was a little chair
30652|Made of yellow marble; and there sat
30652|A little girl in a golden gown
30652|On a crimson satin gown; and she said:
30652|"What is it, mother, that I hear?
30652|Is it a rocking cradle, or a rocking chair,
30652|Or a rocking cradle and a rocking chair?"
30652|"Yes, a rocking rocking cradle and a rocking chair."
30652|"A rocking cradle and a rocking chair."
30652|"A rocking cradle and a rocking chair."
30652|"And will it rock again? and will it rock again?
30652|And will it rock if I say yes?"
30652|"Yes, yes, mother, if I say yes.
30652|I am the little rocking cradle, mother."
30652|"And what shall I say, mother, to-day,
30652|If you should hear it--say yes?"
30652|"You shall say yes, mother, if you should hear it;
30652|You shall say yes, and you shall say no."
30652|"I shall tell you a story, mother.
30652|I shall tell you a story, mother;
30652|I shall tell you a story, mother;
30652|I shall tell you a story, mother."
30652|"Then I will rock you as I see you here,
30652|As I see you here."
30652|"I shall rock you as I rock you here.
30652|I shall rock you as I rock you here."
30652|"As I was rocking you, and the cradle too,
30652|And I shall rock you as I see you here;
30652|And I shall rock you as I see you here."
30652|"You shall rock me as I rock you here.
30652|You shall rock me as I rock you here
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30652|But what is this I see?
30652|A thing of anguish and of tears,
30652|And wan, and cold, and wistful eyes
30652|That might have sent to many a star
30652|The plaint of the old world's pain.
30652|I see it in the years that are gone,
30652|And the eyes that are filled with tears
30652|That look upon it. I see it
30652|In the face of a man whom I knew of long ago,
30652|And who, when the fog of memory is wrung
30652|And the eyes are wet, and the brain is stirred,
30652|Knows the old heart is rocking still.
30652|I see it in the heart's alcove,
30652|Where the last whisper of life goes by
30652|With a voice that is still and cold.
30652|I see it in the hands that are folded,
30652|In the heart that is empty of its pain,
30652|And the lips that were told of old.
30652|I know it, knowing not what it is,
30652|I know it in the dying night
30652|When the old world is rocked and rocked
30652|And rocked in the old years.
30652|I see it in the hands that are folded,
30652|I see it in the heart that is empty of its pain,
30652|And the eyes that were told of old.
30652|I know it, knowing the truth;
30652|I know it in the dawn that breaks
30652|And the days that are over.
30652|I know it in the face of a man,
30652|I know it in the dying day
30652|When the old world is rocked and rocked
30652|And rocked in the old years.
30652|I know it in the heart's alcove
30652|Where the last whisper of life goes by
30652|With a voice that is still and cold.
30652|And this is the long, long road to heaven;
30652|It is a long road of dreariness
30652|And fear; and, since I know it, I go on
30652|To win the crown of
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30652|The woman who had given me my birthright,
30652|God, is she? I call my name, and no one answers.
30652|The end of all things, and the end of all things' joy;
30652|The end of that which is and the end of this.
30652|I, I have lived; and I have lived, and I have lived.
30652|I, I have loved; and I have loved; and I have loved.
30652|I, I have sinned; and I have sinned; and I have sinned.
30652|I, I have lived; and I have lived; and I have lived.
30652|I, I have sinned; and I have lived; and I have lived.
30652|I, I have loved; and I have loved; and I have loved.
30652|I, I have sinned; and I have lived; and I have lived.
30652|I, I have died; and I have died; and I have died.
30652|I, I have lived; and I have lived; and I have lived.
30652|And I am dead; and I have died; and I have died.
30652|I, I, I am not dead; and I am not dead.
30652|What is this thing that leads me on?
30652|Why do I wish to follow it,
30652|Even though it follow me?
30652|And what is this thing, that leads me on?
30652|I do not know; but, having known,
30652|I do not ask to ask again.
30652|It is not death; it is not life;
30652|This thing, this thing alone;
30652|And what is this thing, that leads me on?
30652|Why do I follow it, even though it lead
30652|Me to my grave again?
30652|I, I, I am not dead; and I am not dead.
30652|For, having heard, I do not ask again.
30652|It is not death; it is not life;
30652|This thing, this thing alone;
30652|And what is this thing, that leads me on?
30652|Why do I follow
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30652|What are the winds that blow on the wandering ship
30652|Of the lost Jesus, under the sea?
30652|It seemed to be a wing of an angel's wings,
30652|But the far wind's voice woke it back again.
30652|Lo, as I look, the Spirit of the storm
30652|Held up its lamp, and the sea-mist's cloud-cloud
30652|Steadily rolled past, but not a wind,
30652|And the great host of the ship, as it came,
30652|Was not of the sea-bird or the child.
30652|The walls are all as green as May,
30652|And the trees are full of the wildest green,
30652|And the grasses have all trodden asleep
30652|Under the feet of the white-crested trout,
30652|And the sound of the grasshoppers is gone,
30652|And the great woodcock beats the dark-wing'd pigeon.
30652|The wind's voice is still, and the land-birds coo,
30652|And the wind-birds coo to the little rooks,
30652|And the rooks coo to each other and bark,
30652|And the great woodcock beats the dark-wing'd pigeon.
30652|The land-birds of London and Coventry
30652|Have shaken the green grass from their feet,
30652|And the great woodcock beats the dark-brow'd pigeon.
30652|He was a mighty knight;
30652|And his steed was a horse
30652|That could scarcely go feed
30652|But only trot and tumbled
30652|He carried his head
30652|And his gorget high,
30652|And his beaver hat,
30652|And he had two arrows
30652|Upon his arm,
30652|And his bow was as white
30652|As the hail-storm white,
30652|And his helmet was as blue
30652|As the May-time blue;
30652|And he had a blue band
30652|Above his eye,
30652|And a blue hand-kerchief,
30652|And a brown sword at his belt.
30652|
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30652|This is the day the Kings of the world
30652|Strove with the Heavenly Kings of a thousand years;
30652|And the year that God-fearing men of earth
30652|Wept at the children's blood.
30652|Dawn! thy broad broad-winged white swan-bird,
30652|With the white of breasts and the white of feet,
30652|And the snowy white of the wings,
30652|Dwells in the heavens above;
30652|And the kings of the long ago
30652|Crown thy songs with thy dry, white-breasted songs
30652|Of sorrow and joy;
30652|While the lambs and the shepherds play
30652|Under thy reedy eaves;
30652|Till the blue-winged thrushes sing
30652|Pale, shivering on the hill.
30652|While the shepherds sing and the kings
30652|Hear the lads and the lassies chirp
30652|In the starlight and the starlight
30652|In the starlight of the morning,
30652|And the still, still moon, like a child,
30652|Bends o'er thy white-winged white swan-bird,
30652|With the white of breasts and the white of feet,
30652|And the moon in her silver hair,
30652|Dost thou dream of the time
30652|When the huge, giant King
30652|Raised his mighty arm to strike?
30652|Out, out, king of men!
30652|Thou art gone, thy golden hair
30652|Lies on the yellow grass.
30652|He is dead, king of kings!
30652|Thy hair is torn away.
30652|Thou art dead, king of men!
30652|Thy men-at-arms are blind,
30652|And thou art gone, king of men!
30652|Sing no more, thou golden bird
30652|That stoodest on the tree.
30652|The huge King of the Night
30652|Calls thy name from out the dark,
30652|And strikes with his white hand
30652|A swift, swift hand,
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30652|_He lies within the ancient mountain-side,
30652|Folded like a mountain, and his heart
30652|Is silent with dreariness and care.
30652|Through his gray beard a hard, dark beard that crinkles
30652|As it goes through his throat, he sings._
30652|What is the voice that rises and sings?
30652|Ah, what of the Father's tenderness?
30652|The voice that rose and left a gleam
30652|Of music through the silence of the past.
30652|A child's voice from the world's edge--
30652|A pitying face, a look of woe,
30652|And tender words, and a strange voice--
30652|What is the voice that rises and sings?
30652|Ah, what of the Mother's tenderness?
30652|The voice that rose and left a gleam
30652|Of music through the silence of the past.
30652|What is the voice that rises and sings?
30652|Ah, what of the Mother's tenderness?
30652|The voice that rose and left a gleam
30652|Of music through the silence of the past.
30652|What is the voice that rises and sings?
30652|Ah, what of the Mother's tenderness?
30652|The voice that rose and left a gleam
30652|Of music through the silence of the past.
30652|O golden ear of the dew-drenched fern,
30652|O gleaming foot of the fresh-mown grass,
30652|O shadow of a silver mist,
30652|How far is your voice from my feet!
30652|The twilight's gray, the sea is dark,
30652|The clouds are as black as my hair,
30652|But the heart of the ocean is white,
30652|And my feet are as white as snow.
30652|O golden ear of the dew-drenched fern,
30652|O gleaming foot of the fresh-mown grass,
30652|O shadow of a silver mist,
30652|How far is your voice from my feet!
30652|The mist came up and smote my face
30652|And I sat
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30652|What is the creature moving towards Bethlehem?
30652|The evil beast that has licked the blood from the feet of the Kings
30652|Is moving towards Bethlehem;
30652|The little grey falcon is flying back to the Tower
30652|Into the earth.
30652|I hear it calling, but I cannot say
30652|Where it may be. I cannot tell what it says
30652|In tones of the evening that are like the mist
30652|And sweet dreams of the morning,
30652|Or if they are but dreams, for what are they
30652|But the echoes of a vision gone and gone
30652|Beyond the sound of the waters and the dark
30652|Of the night.
30652|It is the echo of an old despair
30652|That is waking again from the dead.
30652|It is the echo of a voice that cries
30652|Out of the darkness like a heart of hell
30652|That is full of the agony of a crime
30652|That has not yet come back.
30652|It is the echo of the terrible days
30652|That were as of a hell and of a birth,
30652|And it is the echo of the ancient sun
30652|That is turning to a star.
30652|A light is on the sea,
30652|A light in the deep sky,
30652|A star is on my breast,
30652|A wind is on my breast,
30652|And the tide is on my breast.
30652|The star is on my breast
30652|And the wind is on my breast,
30652|And the tide is on my breast.
30652|A sun is on my breast
30652|And a star is on my breast,
30652|And the tide is on my breast.
30652|A way is on my breast,
30652|A way in the sea,
30652|And the wind is on my breast,
30652|And the sun is on my breast.
30652|I am the woman in the fields
30652|Who plays the lute
30652|And the wind is on my breast,
30652|And the tide is on my breast.
30652|I am the woman in
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30652|The sickening dawn begins once more
30652|With the first faint stars, and the last red star;
30652|And the morning after is green and grey,
30652|And the red wind breaks and sings.
30652|Come away, O laggard night,
30652|Come away, O wind of wrath,
30652|Come away, for the day is long,
30652|And the dark is done.
30652|O come from the east, O wind of wrath,
30652|Come from the north, O wind of woe,
30652|Come from the south, O wind of woe,
30652|Come up to me.
30652|Let me go from the east, O wind of wrath,
30652|Let me go from the north, O wind of woe,
30652|Let me go to the south, O wind of woe,
30652|Let me go back.
30652|The wide dark gathers round me,
30652|I am helpless, I cannot move,
30652|I lie there under a cloud.
30652|What will become of me,
30652|What of my life, what of my fate?
30652|I have no voice to cry out,
30652|No hands to touch.
30652|What will become of me,
30652|What of my life, what of my fate?
30652|I have no name to call my own,
30652|I am unknown to all.
30652|What will become of me,
30652|What of my life, what of my fate?
30652|I have no mother, I have no friend,
30652|I am alone.
30652|What will become of me,
30652|What of my life, what of my fate?
30652|I shall not weep for sorrow,
30652|I shall not cry for pity;
30652|I shall be angry, I shall be cold,
30652|I shall be dead.
30652|What will become of me,
30652|What of my life, what of my fate?
30652|I shall be angry, I shall be cold,
30652|I shall be dead.
30652|I shall not lie on the earth

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30652|But a vision, and a cloud
30652|Of spirit shadows, that, like a ravenous brood,
30652|Are drawn like serpents across the sky;
30652|And then the key of my Lady's house;
30652|And then the birth of my Lady's son.
30652|The birth of my son!
30652|The little mother of my son.
30652|All is broken; a great mystery
30652|Has fallen from the old Old World
30652|To be the true New World's mystery.
30652|If the sky be hidden in a sunlit cloud,
30652|The earth is a human voice in my brain,
30652|And I know that a whole world is dreaming
30652|In the valley, and the woods, and the sky.
30652|All is broken! and my vision is one
30652|Of many, many voices that are one.
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree,
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a word,
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a prayer;
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree
30652|And the voice of the wind is deep and high,
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a prayer;
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a call,
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a call;
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a song;
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree
30652|And the voice of the wind is deep and sweet;
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a cry;
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a sigh;
30652|When the wind sings in the ear of the white-oak tree
30652|And the voice of the wind is like a moan;
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30652|O you that are the voice of the voiceless
30652|O you that are the hand of the orphaned,
30652|O you that are the soul of the straying
30652|O you that are the soul of the stray!
30652|O you that are the soul of the stray!
30652|O you that are the soul of the stray,
30652|O you that are the soul of the stray!
30652|O you that are the soul of the stray,
30652|O you that are the soul of the stray,
30652|O you that are the soul of the stray!
30652|The time is up: the golden gates of night
30652|Have burst, and through the portal of the sun
30652|The shining messengers of love are gone,
30652|And, like a lost child wandering, I am left
30652|To bicker and boggle in the dark.
30652|They are coming! I hear their stepping feet.
30652|I know what they say:
30652|"To him that is foremost of his kind,
30652|The world is like a wife, with child and care;
30652|Who woos her is ready; who envies her
30652|Is homely and of little mind."
30652|They are coming! I feel the sudden stir
30652|Of a great heart in me.
30652|The world is like a child who would be bound
30652|To leave its playthings far behind,
30652|And come to them, when it pleases, and play
30652|Its games with them for hours.
30652|The world is like a child who makes it bound
30652|To leave its playthings far behind.
30652|They are coming! I hear the steps of fear
30652|And hear the footsteps of the evil one.
30652|Ah, could I go with them, or walk with them,
30652|I would be happy and make my will
30652|As great as theirs.
30652|They are coming! I can hear their steps
30652|As they go by.
30652|There is nothing that I know of good
30652|Can make the great world go right.
30652|They are coming
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30652|At the last hour
30652|We were a part of the thunder-cloud,
30652|We were the thunder of the sun;
30652|We saw the huge, blue eyes of the night
30652|Glare down upon us as we passed;
30652|We heard the moan of the wind of night
30652|Lurking its dead lips in the sky.
30652|The endless thunder of the wind
30652|Was but the world's last gasp of breath,
30652|The little children's look of death,
30652|The thistledown of all that is,
30652|A sob, a cry of love, the end.
30652|How shall we name that awful sound?
30652|Shall we call it death, or life?
30652|Alas! what sorrow? Shall we say
30652|That death and life are one?
30652|I have no words.
30652|I only heard the thunder's sigh,
30652|And the wind's moan, and the moon's dark glance
30652|As the long night's chill crept over the earth.
30652|I only saw the moon go by;
30652|And the dawn's dim flicker, and the wind
30652|Whispering among the spangles.
30652|O I have no words.
30652|I only heard the flashing fire,
30652|And the roar of the water, and the wind
30652|Muttering among the white lilies.
30652|I only saw the river's dim
30652|Cool light step in the watery gloam
30652|Like one that half has died.
30652|I only know what things are made
30652|Of what things seem.
30652|The morning broke:
30652|O what was it made me go?
30652|And as I turned my eyes
30652|I saw the white snow,
30652|And I saw the white snow falling.
30652|The air was still,
30652|The river ran,
30652|And the flowers were blowing
30652|Before the wind.
30652|The wind went by,
30652|The river passed,
30652|The sun was high
30652|And
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30652|And they are come, now, and all the little children
30652|And the long wandering of a little maid,
30652|The joys of the vast unfathomable Wilderness,
30652|The utterless silence and the unutterable stars,
30652|The terrible loneliness and the strong arms,
30652|And the weird gods of the unwrung arms,
30652|And the piteous gods and stony gods
30652|And the piteous gods and stony gods
30652|And the piteous gods and the unwrung arms
30652|And the great winged arms!
30652|And now they come,
30652|The little children that lay in the wide desert
30652|When the little ones were old!
30652|And they are coming, and with outstretched arms
30652|And their cheeks of scarlet on their nags,
30652|And their hair down on the desolate shoulders,
30652|They carry a little crib of wool,
30652|And they lean it on their shoulder, and then
30652|They sleep and they sleep, and the girl is sleeping
30652|And the little boy is watching her face,
30652|While he turns and looks at the empty sky,
30652|And the old man's eye is rigid and still,
30652|And the little boy's face is pale and wet,
30652|And the old man's eyes are hard with pain,
30652|And his hand is on her little white breast,
30652|And the little boy's hand is over her mouth,
30652|And the old man's voice is wild and long,
30652|And he leans over and whispers in her ear
30652|(A prayer that she will hear, for she must know):
30652|"It is not the wind that stirs in the sky,
30652|Nor the earth's voice that speaks through the trees
30652|Of the King, nor the voice of the sea;
30652|It is not the baby's small feet that speak,
30652|Nor the little hands that croon to me,
30652|But the law that rules all things and me."
30652|He who hath wisdom hath heard the word,
30652|And the long hall
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30652|The earth grows still again; I hear the strain
30652|Of a musical nightingale and see
30652|A face half-seen beneath the stars.
30652|I hear a voice that says:
30652|"O Ghost with the lost rock-cradle,
30652|O Ghost of the sea,
30652|Prayer to thy Lord is made
30652|More beautiful by thee."
30652|And I see the face of a little child
30652|And I hear the voice of a little child
30652|Again, in the silence.
30652|The air is full of the mirth of the earth,
30652|The blue sky dips, the blue sky dips.
30652|I see the mountain-tops like fairies
30652|And all the heights like candles.
30652|The sound of the sea is full of birds
30652|And the little waves go leaping round the islands,
30652|The little waves go leaping round the islands.
30652|The hills are clear of the drums' low moaning
30652|And clear of the cymbals' beat.
30652|I see the hoofs of horses hurrying on
30652|And the side of a lion's mane.
30652|The streamlets are flowing, flowing, flowing
30652|And the mountains of green grass.
30652|The sun is rising, rising, rising,
30652|And the great clouds are like the clouds.
30652|I hear the voice of a little child
30652|And the voice of a little child
30652|Again in the silence.
30652|A wave of the sea
30652|Is flowing on the sea;
30652|And a little wave
30652|Is running on the sea.
30652|And a little wave
30652|Is flowing on the sea;
30652|And a little wave
30652|Is running on the sea.
30652|The little wave
30652|Is running on the sea;
30652|And a little wave
30652|Is flowing on the sea.
30652|A wave of the sea
30652|Is flowing on the sea;
30652|And a little wave
30652|Is running on the sea.
30652
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30652|Ah, but my heart is in its restlessness,
30652|The dawn has fled, and the day is born.
30652|And I have heard the voice of one who prayed
30652|In a tongue that knew not of man's temptations,
30652|And a heart that could not be broken, though it beat
30652|In the oblivion of obdurate silence;
30652|And the clouds are overshrouded, and the rain
30652|Is far beneath them; and the hills are strong,
30652|And the sun breaks into sudden splendor.
30652|The dawn has come; the Magi stand by the door,
30652|With their prayers upon their faces, and in front
30652|Are the myriad and spangled stars, like beads,
30652|That hang like beads of gold from the heavy hands
30652|Of the many-hundred thousand. The air
30652|Is filled with the strange incense of the flame;
30652|And the long windings of the seraphim
30652|Are over-heard: and the sky is cold, and the earth
30652|Breathes of death. But the joyous stars make haste
30652|And make fast the night in darkness.
30652|But who is there that shall come to the door
30652|And speak with me?
30652|All through the night I have heard the call
30652|Of a multitude, and the call of life,
30652|And the call of life, and the stillness and the pain.
30652|Ah, but life! It was a glorious thing,
30652|To stand a child, and gaze at the night,
30652|And lean upon the shadow of the night,
30652|To see the light, and the silence, and the stars,
30652|To see the blue sky and the silent stars.
30652|But I have thought of death.
30652|I have thought of death;
30652|And I have said unto my heart, This is life,
30652|That by the day's last words the shadows creep,
30652|And by the death of the shadows I live.
30652|Ah, life! Life! It was a glorious thing
30652|To stand
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30652|Why should I call to the dark and the old empty hearths
30652|And the old graves, and the old old tears?
30652|For I am weary of this dreaming;
30652|The visions are over.
30652|He lived a hundred years
30652|In the heart of the world.
30652|There is no night of sadness,
30652|For he is here again.
30652|He turned his face away,
30652|He stooped and kissed the air,
30652|And now his heart is stilled,
30652|And there is peace about.
30652|The day of the World is long;
30652|Its silken clouds are spread
30652|In the yellow twilight
30652|And the red sun shows through
30652|To the farthest heaven.
30652|And the children of men have come to this little isle,
30652|And their king has taken this isle for his abode.
30652|There is no cause for sadness.
30652|The children of men have come to this little isle,
30652|And their king is happy with a flower in his hand.
30652|There is no cause for sadness.
30652|The children of men are many,
30652|And their king has found a dear friend among them.
30652|There is no cause for sadness.
30652|So I bid thee farewell;
30652|The storm is on thee,
30652|The sky is clouded,
30652|And the sea-mew flies
30652|In thy direction.
30652|Till the clouds break over
30652|And the sun gives day;
30652|And I shall see thee yet
30652|In my far-off dwelling.
30652|A little while, O little one, and then
30652|The sunset shall come over meadow and flood;
30652|The rose shall grow on the white wall, the tree
30652|On the low wall, the river by the gate;
30652|And I shall walk with my dead mother there.
30652|The wind is on the sea and the waves roar down
30652|To the Old Bridge in the harbour of Woodstock.
30652|There is a little
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30652|What a king's announcement of his coming!
30652|I see it in the twilight-darkening stars,
30652|I see it on the pillared walls of the city
30652|As with an awful pang I turn my eyes
30652|On the great Western harbors of New York,
30652|And the sea-blue fleets of Pennsylvania,
30652|And the masts of Massachusetts.
30652|And, far beyond them, far beyond the moon,
30652|I see the cradle rocking in the stars;
30652|I see the people on the shore in the moon,
30652|With eyes wide-opened from the night of sin,
30652|And hands outstretched for God's forgiveness.
30652|The rock-reared cradle rocking in the stars!
30652|It is the dawn of the world's first dawn;
30652|God's first-born morning!
30652|The morning star has come, and He is born!
30652|The first-born morning!
30652|The morning star in the deep-dreamed hills!
30652|It is the dawn of the world's first dawn.
30652|The world's first dawn!
30652|It is the dawn of the dawning day
30652|Of God's first-born morning!
30652|The first-born dawn!
30652|The world's first dawn!
30652|It is the dawn of the world's first day
30652|God's first-born dawn!
30652|The dawn of the world's first dawn!
30652|It is the dawn of the world's first dawn.
30652|The world's first dawn!
30652|The dawn of the dawning day
30652|Of God's first-born dawn!
30652|The dawn of the world's first dawn!
30652|It is the dawn of the world's first dawn.
30652|The world's first dawn!
30652|The dawn of the dawning day
30652|Of God's first-born dawn!
30652|The world's first dawn!
30652|The dawn of the dawning day
30652|Of God's first-born dawn!
30652|"I stood before the King."
30652|"
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30652|What is it that I hear?
30652|It is not a sound of any bird,
30652|Nor any sound of any man,
30652|But the deep sound of the rocking cradle,
30652|The rocking cradle of the man.
30652|And what is it that I see?
30652|I see the hour of the coming birth
30652|Rolled out from the rocking cradle
30652|From the man to the woman,
30652|From the woman to the lion,
30652|From the lion to the lioness.
30652|And what is it that I hear?
30652|A sobbing and a sobbing and a sobbing and a sobbing and a
30652|A burning and a flame,
30652|And then a roar, and the roaring of the ocean, and then
30652|The rocking cradle of the man.
30652|The night is still, the stars are hid in the heavens,
30652|Only the roaring of the ocean is heard;
30652|And ever and ever the man is there with his babe,
30652|And ever and ever the lion is there with the lioness,
30652|And ever and ever the lion is there with his lion.
30652|And ever and ever the woman is there with the woman,
30652|And ever and ever the woman is there with the woman.
30652|Ah! children, children, children,
30652|What hast thou done, and what hast thou done?
30652|The door is open, the door is open,
30652|I will go in and kiss it,
30652|And take it from off the table.
30652|I will see what I have done.
30652|What hast thou done, and what hast thou done?
30652|I will find the door to the chamber,
30652|And the latch will I take from off the door,
30652|And lay it by on the bed,
30652|And shut the door on the lion,
30652|And the woman will come in.
30652|What hast thou done, and what hast thou done?
30652|I will find the door of the chamber,
30652|The latch will I take from off the door,
30652|And
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30652|O, let me breathe a little deeper breath,
30652|For what is this I know not?
30652|The wind from some wild wood,
30652|An evil wind, a threatening wind,
30652|Has stirred the grasses;
30652|The grasses are stirred,
30652|But what is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|What is this I know Not?
30652|_Why_ did you open the door,
30652|And let me in?
30652|Why did I wear that gown
30652|And let me in?
30652|Why did
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30652|I hear the rain
30652|Of dawn,
30652|A deep voice crying through the gaunt oak;
30652|The grey fields dream,
30652|The rain is a tear,
30652|A note from the far off sea.
30652|The wind is a woman's hair
30652|Binding and bound about my brow,
30652|A song of a marigold
30652|The great wind crying on the sea.
30652|The sea is a woman's face
30652|Bent on my heart and looking in my eyes,
30652|A glow of the sea that is looking in
30652|My eyes.
30652|The rain is a tear,
30652|A cry from the sea;
30652|A note from the far off sea.
30652|The wind is a woman's hair
30652|Binding and bound about my brow,
30652|A song of a marigold
30652|The great wind crying on the sea.
30652|'Now when I had my heart's desire
30652|I made it fly away
30652|Into the black boat of the air
30652|And I took it from the sea.
30652|The sea was a woman's hair,
30652|A song of a marigold
30652|The great wind crying on the sea.'
30652|'And when I had my heart's desire
30652|I blew it out of my heart
30652|With the breath of my soul.'
30652|'Now when I have my heart's desire
30652|I blew it in the sea
30652|And I took it from the sea.'
30652|'The sea was a woman's hair,
30652|A song of a marigold
30652|The great wind crying on the sea.'
30652|'Now when I had my heart's desire
30652|I blew it back to the sea
30652|In a flame of my soul.'
30652|'Now when I have my heart's desire
30652|I blew it back to the sea
30652|And I took it back to the sea.'
30652|'Now when I had my heart's desire
30652|I blew it back to the sea
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30652|An air is about me that is old and strange,
30652|And strange and old: I would I were on a mountain-height
30652|With faces by the moonlit riven,
30652|And feet that trail their way in the velvet air
30652|As the long waves glide in from the sea;
30652|And a wan and restless light in the eyes
30652|Of the mountain wind is the ghost of a dream
30652|Of the long lost things that I have heard or seen.
30652|O air that is about me, can you be
30652|More old than the wind of the mountain-time
30652|And the patter of the feet?
30652|Like a bronze-grey bird that is flying
30652|Across the clouds that are white and bare
30652|In the black sky, and the wind that is blowing
30652|From the sea-sands, and the wind of the night,
30652|So is the day-wind sad, and silent,
30652|With a voice that is broken through
30652|By the last long moan of an old bird,
30652|It lies at the wind's mercy, and sings
30652|The last song of the broken one,
30652|It bends to strike and kill me.
30652|O wind of the mountains, what is your need
30652|Of a man's body, if you know
30652|That you can strike and kill me?
30652|I am tired of the hillside;
30652|The clouds are heavy with rain,
30652|The rain-wind is windier
30652|Than ever before.
30652|The sky is flaked with rain,
30652|And the great clouds float past.
30652|I am tired of the hillside,
30652|And the rain-wind is colder
30652|Than the stars that light them.
30652|The sky is in pallor,
30652|The trees are hollowed,
30652|And the rain-water
30652|Is frozen on the hillside.
30652|I am weary of the hillside,
30652|And the rain-clouds are dreary
30652|With the weight of the cloud.

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30652|Spirits of the shadows of the desert birds
30652|Clang the tambourines, and the horns of the beasts
30652|Bubble at the thunder of the horses' feet
30652|In the wild stony tumult. But I know
30652|That I will not hear the bell of the temple
30652|Tolling twelve; I will not see the stranger
30652|Come in to plead for him in the morning.
30652|The iron hoof-thunder, and the trampling hoof,
30652|And the white faces of the blood-like beasts,
30652|And the tumult and the riding of the steeds,
30652|And the din of horses, and the sobbing of the people,
30652|And the cracking of the earth, and the leaping and falling
30652|Of the roofs and the walls, and the shaking of the houses,
30652|And the stifled laughter, and the sputtering of the horses,
30652|And the tumult and the ringing of the bells,
30652|And the clouds and the shrouding of the sun,
30652|And the heavy girdling of the earth,
30652|And the rushing of the stifled horses, and the trampling of the
30652|horses,
30652|And the uproar of the men and the moaning of the women,
30652|And the sobbing of the children, and the crashing of the
30652|bells,
30652|And the moaning of the mourners, and the clang of the bucklers,
30652|And the thunder of the spears and clash of the shields,
30652|And the clashing of the swords, and the glistening of the
30652|swords in their sheaths,
30652|And the and the the uproar, and the and the the uproar,
30652|And the clashing of the weapons, and the clang of the shields,
30652|And the rush of the horses, and the tramp of the feet of the
30652|spear,
30652|And the whip of the horses, and the clatter of the spears,
30652|And the quaking of the steeds, and the clang of the whip,
30652|And the flapping
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30652|Eyes in the clouds, the wild man's head!
30652|And now I know the Father of all is God,
30652|And He will bring us to a land beyond imagining,
30652|As He promised, ere the clouds were black with rain,
30652|And the dry earth was wet with the rainbow's hail.
30652|That land is beyond all other lands, and beyond all caverns,
30652|And all the hills; for it is God's own chamber.
30652|The vision of the First Coming is not yet come,
30652|Though it be promised to the nightingale and thrush
30652|Of the same year and season when he shall come,
30652|Singing, from the autumn of all his years,
30652|A song of the wings of the Son of God,
30652|Who shall come riding, with a throng of angels,
30652|With harps and pipes, and trumpets; and His music
30652|Shall girdle with the clouds and make His glory shine
30652|Above the groves, and the nightingales shall sing
30652|In the same night as he comes, and the stars shall stand
30652|On their poles, and all the earth be glad,
30652|And all the waters shall drink in the wine of the world;
30652|And the land shall be filled with peace.
30652|And the blind man in the moon shall see the Lord
30652|As the vision of the Second Coming is come,
30652|And the good Lord shall bid men bow down their faces
30652|Before Him in the holy places of the earth.
30652|And the black man shall see as He shall see,
30652|The great God's face, and be glad in his gladness,
30652|And the blind man in the night shall see the light;
30652|And the white man shall lift up his face to the Lord,
30652|And the Lord shall make his eyes see; and the land shall be blessed
30652|By the good God, and the land shall be like a garden,
30652|And a people shall dwell there.
30652|In the midst of this,
30652|As the vision is not coming to-day
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30652|Drake's Nest by Thames,
30652|O god, in whose feet the divine
30652|The pride of man doth tread
30652|Thine earth-born oak-trees,
30652|Thine ermined laurel-roots,
30652|Thine antlered anemones,
30652|Thine asphodels
30652|Which, buried in silence,
30652|Roll to thee and will
30652|Breathe their silent music.
30652|By the low Thames
30652|And the silvery Thames,
30652|I will fling my broken harp
30652|Round thee and braid.
30652|I will put my broken harp
30652|Round thee and braid.
30652|I will take my broken harp
30652|Out of the grey mounds of the Thames,
30652|And build thee a shrine, O Thames;
30652|My broken harp of the London Thames.
30652|And there with my broken harp
30652|I will break thy heart, O Thames,
30652|And wash it in sea-wave foam
30652|On the calm Thames.
30652|The grey mounds of the Thames
30652|My broken harp of the London Thames.
30652|_The Earl of Warwick was an old mariner,
30652|Who, having given his life to good deeds,
30652|Had the fortune of being struck by a ship,
30652|Which had been wrecked, in its course, upon a reef;
30652|And having a mariner, a shipwrecked boy,
30652|Who bore the dead boy up to the seaside,
30652|Where the sea was still most abounding with life,
30652|He brought him safe to Stock-some-alley._
30652|On the smooth Thames
30652|To the soft sea-foam.
30652|The shipwrecked boy had no name,
30652|And no shame in his bleating cry;
30652|But the name that he ever had
30652|Cried in the ages past and gone,
30652|"The boy who has loved a maid!"
30652|_I have a rendezvous with death
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30652|And I know that in that rocking cradle is
30652|A woman, as in real life: and the man
30652|Hath passed away; and a woman now is all
30652|He ever dreamed, all he longed for, and all
30652|He dared to be: and what of the man that stands
30652|Aghast before the rocking cradle there?
30652|A man that longed for nothing else
30652|Than to be moving and free
30652|As the world moved with the tides of the sea,
30652|And knew that he was moving his whole life
30652|To one great effort of life.
30652|And now he knows that he is moved
30652|By the pulses of the sea,
30652|That for him of the waves of life is a part
30652|Of the soul of man.
30652|And that woman's heart is the heart of life
30652|For him who is free.
30652|And that man's heart is the heart of man
30652|For him who is free.
30652|For he who is free, the heart of his being,
30652|Passes to the centre, and there is peace,
30652|And that woman's heart is the heart of peace
30652|For him who is free.
30652|For he who is free, the heart of his being,
30652|The heart of his being,
30652|Is not stirred by the flare of the storm and the wind,
30652|And he is wholly calm.
30652|And he is wholly calm, the heart of his being,
30652|Because he is wholly calm;
30652|And she who is free, the heart of her being,
30652|Stands with her face to the sun, and smiles
30652|With her eyes full of sunshine, and laughs
30652|With her lips on his lips.
30652|And he knows the quietness of that place,
30652|The utter peace that lies
30652|Beneath the calm of the heart of the woman
30652|Is the peace of God's own choosing, for he knows
30652|That all things are made for happiness.
30652|And he is weary of hearing and of
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30652|When I saw those broad, white arms outstretched
30652|Like a white breast of heaven, and that face of beauty
30652|That beats the dark to life, and the white little heart,
30652|Goddess of the silence, laid a kiss on me.
30652|I knew, in the silence, that the God of heaven,
30652|Waiting for it to awaken, would come to me,
30652|And in that silence, and in silence, and in silence
30652|The signs of the Coming of the Son of God,
30652|And the darkness flee from the darkness again.
30652|And as I said, it was a rocking cradle;
30652|And it shook and swayed and beat against the night,
30652|And it clutched at the dark with both hands,
30652|And it clung to the trees with both hands;
30652|And it made this wild, slow stir, and it cried,
30652|"If I be not as he is now, in the morning,
30652|Then will I sweep you, and you shall not escape me;
30652|And the shadows will follow, and follow after,
30652|And you shall not escape me. Now I go forth to meet
30652|The stars that burn upon the sky,
30652|And the breath of them that is ready to take you
30652|Shall follow you and track you to your home."
30652|The child's eyes asked the darkness,
30652|And the cradle's wings, the night,
30652|And the stars, and the darkness,
30652|And the hands of the darkness.
30652|But the night was weary,
30652|And the darkness--it was past;
30652|And the cradle was not weary,
30652|And they heard the baby's feet.
30652|A big, white night, and a darkness,
30652|And a darkness, and a darkness;
30652|And the night was weary,
30652|And the darkness--it was past.
30652|And they called him by his name,
30652|And they prayed him to come home,
30652|And he went his way, and the stars
30652|Brought him back to
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30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
30652|Sloubishuous with fear, with sluggard's moan,
30652|Shook the deep cradle of the foaming dragon
30652|That lay in the darkness of the sun.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Sloubishuous with fear, with sluggard's moan,
30652|Sluggard's heart at the sound of a voice,
30652|That came from the midst of its being's moan.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Sloubish, sluggard's heart at the sound of a voice.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last,
30652|Soulless, soulless, the lion's heart at sound
30652|Of a voice that called in the darkness of the night
30652|That fled from the birth of a babe:
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour come round at last.
30652|With one swift hand I grasp the gun,
30652|And one swift word I speak to you;
30652|If I smite you in the face or throat
30652|For life or death with you I die.
30652|Oh, for a sword to smite you
30652|As a king smote his princely foe;
30652|As the
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30652|_A little child was sitting by the gate:
30652|He did not speak a word._
30652|But slowly, in the stillness of the night,
30652|I catch at last a small voice that seems to say:
30652|_I saw a little child
30652|Going to the Garden of God._
30652|_I saw a little child
30652|Upon the hillside:
30652|And he was wrapped in straw,
30652|And he was buried._
30652|_I saw a little child
30652|And I heard a voice say:
30652|"I am the little child
30652|That follows after Adam._
30652|_I am the little child
30652|That lay upon the green:
30652|And the Angels took away
30652|My little soul away._
30652|_I am the little child
30652|That followed after Eve._
30652|_I am the little child
30652|That wandered out of the West._
30652|_I am the little child
30652|That died and was buried._
30652|_I am the little child
30652|That was given up to You._
30652|I was the little child
30652|That You and Mary named;
30652|And all this vain trying
30652|To be the man you wanted
30652|I did not know.
30652|I was the little child
30652|That You and Mary named;
30652|And all this vain trying
30652|To be the man you wanted
30652|I did not know.
30652|I was the little child
30652|That You and Mary named;
30652|And all this vain trying
30652|To be the man you wanted
30652|I did not know.
30652|I was the little child
30652|That You and Mary named;
30652|And all this vain trying
30652|To be the man you wanted
30652|I did not know.
30652|I was the little child
30652|That You and Mary named;
30652|And all this vain trying
30652|To be the man you wanted
30652|I did not know.
30652
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30652|What is the peril in this ruin-land?
30652|This rocking cradle of a cradle of a cradle?
30652|What wildness that is at hand in ruin-land?
30652|And what is chaos in ruin-land?
30652|I do not see the light of the dawn:
30652|I see only a dark room,
30652|And in the dark I hear the thrumming of a drum.
30652|And in the darkness I hear a moan of anguish,
30652|The moan of a girl in the dark of the room,
30652|And the moan of a man crying in darkness.
30652|I hear a roar that is the cry of the storm
30652|And the scream of the wind in the gloom of the room,
30652|I hear the sob of a man in the dark sobbing.
30652|I hear the hoot of the brute in the gloom
30652|As he runs through the woods with his boys.
30652|And in the darkness I hear a voice cry:
30652|_No God, no God, no God!_
30652|I do not see the face of the day,
30652|I do not hear the day's voice call:
30652|But I hear the cry of a girl in the dark crying
30652|_No God, no God, no God!_
30652|I do not see the sky, I only hear it
30652|As the moan of a girl in the dark crying:
30652|_No God, no God, no God, no God!_
30652|I hear the sigh of a man in the gloom:
30652|_No God, no God, no God, no God!_
30652|I hear the voice of a man crying:
30652|_No God, no God, no God, no God!_
30652|I hear the cry of a man in darkness crying:
30652|_No God, no God, no God, no God!_
30652|I hear the roaring of the ocean:
30652|_No God, no God, no God, no God!_
30652|I hear the cry of the eagle,
30652|_No God, no God, no God, no
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30652|Nay, nay, when night is over and I go
30652|Out on the pavements of the mist-swept skies,
30652|The drowsy western pavements, where the night
30652|Hangs like a corpse, and the night is past;
30652|I hear a voice of thunder, and I hear
30652|The cry of the wide world against the skies,
30652|And a great voice of thunder, and the sky
30652|Is shaken like a ship's mast.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I hear.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I see.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I feel.
30652|I know not what I
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30652|But now I know what the Second Coming is:
30652|It is the waking up of the world,
30652|And the fulfilment of the prophecy,
30652|That this world, with its broad, inexpressive
30652|Frail future, shall be red with life.
30652|The sky is no longer visible,
30652|The wind is no longer blowing,
30652|The rainbow-tinted sea is no longer
30652|To us here spoken of.
30652|When through the wind and rain and spray
30652|The ship, the shining ship,
30652|Reels to the tempest roaring
30652|With great lips whirling fast;
30652|When the wind's voice is drowned in the rush
30652|Of the strong sea's waves;
30652|When the great waves break on the ship and the mast
30652|And the ship is lost in the wild;
30652|When the great waves struggle and struggle and struggle
30652|Till the ship is driven to land;
30652|When the land is far on the right hand of heaven
30652|And the ship is seaward at last,
30652|And the ship is in the harbor and the waves
30652|Are writhing in the waves:
30652|A moment more--and all is well!
30652|Then the ship comes safely home;
30652|The little sails are furled,
30652|And the little flags are flown;
30652|The little songs are sung, and the song-tunes
30652|Ring in the skies.
30652|I have a dream, I have a vision,
30652|Of the years long gone by;
30652|And of a ship in the harbour,
30652|And a voice within its ear.
30652|It is the hour of ten o'clock,
30652|I lie at rest in the west;
30652|The clouds are lifted, and still is the sea,
30652|And the ships go on.
30652|The small white sails are floating
30652|With white sails on the sky;
30652|And a little pale moon is sleeping
30652|Above the long wave,
30652|And the little white sails are floating
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30652|I know a little garden-green patch of ground
30652|In which a little house is, from the road
30652|Out to the sea, in a little wood;
30652|In the gate there is a stone of gold;
30652|A foxglove clutches at the door;
30652|There is a dog that gnaws a fragment of bark,
30652|And a thicket of gnarls, and the shafts of trees
30652|Stand crooked in the snows; and a man,
30652|With an ancient hat, a rifle at his side,
30652|Is climbing a narrow high-tree
30652|That gives the least horizon of the land
30652|Light; and he stands, and watches the moon.
30652|And he has the mirth of men, and they know him not.
30652|He wears the mail of a great king,
30652|But they say he is a child, and he comes not.
30652|And the blue is red on the hills, and the dark is green on the sea,
30652|And the long smoke of the villages in the night;
30652|And the child has nowhere to run, and he is sick of the world.
30652|And he sees the stars grow dim, and the ghost of the dead that were,
30652|And the black cloud lifts over the sea,
30652|And the white stars grow still; and the sky
30652|In the quiet night of heaven.
30652|And he hears a voice as of wind in the trees,
30652|And a voice as of the ocean. And his eyes are wet with tears.
30652|And a moment; and he knows no more
30652|Than a child knows; but he knows the ways of men,
30652|And he knows the cares and the joys of the wide world,
30652|And his mother's laugh in the sky.
30652|And he knows the over-sweet words of the wind,
30652|And he knows the deep of the sky;
30652|And the sad voice of his mother; and the love of his soul,
30652|And the world with its pain.
30652|In the small grey garden,
30652|He hath been lonely
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30652|I knew it not, nor is it mine to know
30652|The things that have not a name:
30652|For all the gold of the world was given
30652|To give the beasts a name.
30652|I know not whence I am nor what I am;
30652|But I have seen, and I have fought,
30652|And I have driven the hills as the lion
30652|Drives the boar-hounds under him.
30652|I have been to the wintry deserts
30652|And the fen, and the mountains of the dead,
30652|And the valley of Eternity
30652|Where the lords of the mighty sleep.
30652|I have been to the fires of the hunting
30652|And the fen, and the mountains of the dead,
30652|And the valley of Eternity
30652|Where the lords of the mighty sleep.
30652|I have seen the clouds of the great world
30652|Rolling out of the sky;
30652|And I have struck their cities, and broken
30652|Their mighty haws,
30652|And the day of the Lord of the World
30652|Is overthrown at last.
30652|I have been to the plenilune and the hunt,
30652|And the thickets of the light;
30652|And I have put the hills under the wolf,
30652|And the hawk under the fox;
30652|And the dawn-wind has blown out of the wood
30652|The message of the Master.
30652|I have been to the forest of the night,
30652|And the wood, and the noon;
30652|And I have seen the snow-fall of the storm
30652|Roll down from the heights of the sky,
30652|And the rain-wind has blown out of the tree
30652|The song of the Lord of the World.
30652|I have been to the land of the falling showers,
30652|And the heights, and the falls;
30652|And I have levelled the river with the sword
30652|And the land has been won.
30652|I have been to the place of the blood of the earth,
30652|And the
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30652|I have heard of the great and high-sounding Lord
30652|Who dealt with them as God dealt with them.
30652|But he had the taste of some great luxury
30652|And the heart of a horse that would not be spitted,
30652|And the cold face of the King of Kings
30652|Was of a sudden changed to a tigress.
30652|And the King of Kings became a serpent,
30652|And the King of snakes became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of snakes the King of Kings.
30652|He was a man of the heart and the soul of a beast,
30652|He was a man of the will that is not willed;
30652|He had the keen eyes of a wolf,
30652|The blood of a lion, the red mouth of a snake;
30652|And he was the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings the King of Kings.
30652|There is no man who knows it by word of mouth,
30652|For the broken things that are untrue are the truth;
30652|And he is the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings the King of Kings.
30652|He is the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings the King of Kings.
30652|He is the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings the King of Kings.
30652|He is the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings the King of Kings.
30652|He is the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings the King of Kings.
30652|He is the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings became the King of Kings,
30652|And the King of Kings the King of Kings.
30652|He is
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30652|And so I know that the spring of dreams
30652|Was kindled by a spark in a desert place,
30652|And that the spring of dreams is a volcano
30652|That crumbles the foundations of our days.
30652|And the dawn-winds of the sand are unstricken
30652|By the soft dripping of a tear.
30652|In a city of the West a glimmer of the dawn
30652|Is caught from a city of the East,
30652|And the hour of the Spring is at hand;
30652|And the Spring of dreams is at hand.
30652|It is the Spring-tide of a little life,
30652|The Spring-tide of a little thought;
30652|The Spring-tide of a little dream.
30652|A little life and a little thought
30652|That dwelt in a little garden-place
30652|Where the silences of the sun and dew
30652|Were the doors of a little garden-store
30652|By a shining brooklet that flowed.
30652|So we passed by a temple and a tower,
30652|And a little temple and a little house,
30652|And we walked in the shining brooklet's gleam
30652|By the shining brooklet's still side.
30652|Then we passed by the place of the maiden-grove
30652|And we passed by the pretty temple and tower,
30652|And we walked in the shining brooklet's gleam
30652|By the shining brooklet's still side.
30652|And we went out through a little garden gate,
30652|And we found ourselves in a little house,
30652|And the brooklet was the new-born brooklet,
30652|And the garden the garden of dreams.
30652|The brooklet was a-walking in the brooklet,
30652|The little temple was a-singing by day,
30652|The little house was a-dwelling in the house,
30652|The brooklet a-walking in the brooklet;
30652|And the brooklet was a-buzzing in the brooklet,
30652|
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30652|The figure moves to the beginning again,
30652|And shows a man who moves like a knotted serpent,
30652|Whose beak is a great tiger's, and whose jaws
30652|Are hafted like iron, while its head is bearded.
30652|The man is dead, and the cradle is a lump
30652|Of snow, and the face of the man is bearded.
30652|I see the face of a man who is dead,
30652|And yet remains, I know not how, but sure
30652|As life he is alive. He is in the village,
30652|And in the chesnut-tree, and in the hedge,
30652|And on the hill-top, and in the valley,
30652|And in the wind-swept space above the earth.
30652|Like the bare bones of an ox in the gloaming
30652|He lies, with the moon on his cheek, and the stars
30652|In his fierce eyes, and the wind is in his hair.
30652|The man is dead, but the figure, the man,
30652|Is alive, and the heart of man is beating.
30652|And I am one who saw the miracle,
30652|And found the cradle of a baby dead
30652|Where I had been, and in the cradle sat
30652|The small dead infant of a man who died.
30652|I was the child and had taken for my bride
30652|The bride of a man who died, and the sun
30652|Which had risen from the earth of that day
30652|Made a great golden girdle of fire
30652|Around my feet, and the golden girdle
30652|Was broidered with star-fire, and with star-fire
30652|I wore the star-girdle of love. And he
30652|Was lord of all the land, and of the sea,
30652|And of the happy land I made his home.
30652|And there was peace, and there was love, and hope,
30652|And glory, and a light upon the face
30652|Of all the wide world.
30652|He brought to me,
30652|And I could see
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30652|"God! who art in truth, and who art in fiction,
30652|Lord of all that is and all that is to be,
30652|Maker of man and beast and forest and fen,
30652|And all the folk and all the hills and streams?
30652|A man in chains hath never joyed as I
30652|God's own image; but I know the heart of God
30652|Hath found a foothold in the flesh, and stands
30652|With eyes unshaken and lifted arms.
30652|"I think, too, that, seeing this, my heart
30652|Methinks that man is a weak thing, and weak
30652|To lift his eyes above the mean and low,
30652|And see God's glory. Yea, man is weak.
30652|Ye know how weak the Gods are: take heart!
30652|O man, who have I made to suffer wrong?
30652|"I saw you as a child sees ships;
30652|Ye were the first and best,
30652|And all the rest were vain and base,
30652|Seeing your glory shone
30652|Afar and long ahead.
30652|"I made you Gods, Lord God Almighty,
30652|And many a mighty man
30652|Laid by to work your will
30652|For death and sin and shame and pain,
30652|And all the pomp and show
30652|Of priests and all their clothes.
30652|"I gave you lords and captains and kings,
30652|But not the power and hand
30652|To rule in peace and war,
30652|And all the pomp of lordship,
30652|And all the great of speech.
30652|"I gave you youth and power and grace
30652|To rule, and all the love
30652|That makes men wise, and all the love
30652|That makes the simple wise.
30652|"I gave you honour and great wealth
30652|And all the pomp and show
30652|That makes men rich and old.
30652|I gave you love and truth and strength
30652|And all the grace that cleaves
30652|To every heart and every part
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30652|And no more do the winds in the old time moan
30652|In the bare skies, a-fallen, and the black clouds
30652|Rising over the desolate cities of the sea,
30652|And the long dark spongings of the sea-tide
30652|Vanish,
30652|And the night-mist flickers from out the moon.
30652|The long smooth shadows of the earth lie stiff
30652|In the peaceful-tinted grasses, and the glimmer
30652|Of the stars lies like a dead leaf
30652|Broken in two in the midst of the green-wood,
30652|And the sun and the moon come out one by one.
30652|The sombre sky is like the grey sky
30652|When the old man has gone away.
30652|The leaves of the apple-trees are not a-tint
30652|Of his footsteps; the apple-leaves have not
30652|Gone soft to the chill of his heart.
30652|But the leaves of the apple-trees are a-glint
30652|Of the eyes that the old man must see
30652|And they show him the twilight of his face
30652|Like a shining mirror, and they show
30652|All of the shadows of his soul.
30652|In the earth, a-gazing all alone,
30652|He has seen the old man with his face,
30652|With his hands and his eyes, all grown
30652|And grown more awful and strange;
30652|And the days have turned into nights
30652|In the eyes of the old man.
30652|He has seen him in the wind and the sun
30652|All like a madman, and the moon
30652|Has laughed in his face, and the stars
30652|Have grown blind in his hands.
30652|He has seen him in the sky and the earth,
30652|When the world was a world of dreams,
30652|And the flowers and birds and beasts were a-muttering
30652|And he stood and laughed and talked
30652|In the air, with his eyes so bright.
30652|He has seen him in the trees and grass
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30652|I know that in the darkness and the desert
30652|Lonely the darkling lion sleeps.
30652|I know that in the darkness and the desert
30652|A threshing-floor goes with its dragging oxen
30652|Across the scorching, burning earth.
30652|And as I go my way I never shall
30652|Go to the lowlier part of the world.
30652|I know that in the darkness and the desert
30652|God's prophetess, Bethlehem, in her wrath,
30652|Is driven by the roaring, rocking oxen
30652|To the high shrine where the childless rest.
30652|I know that in the darkness and the desert
30652|The man-eating lion sleeps.
30652|I know that in the darkness and the desert
30652|The woman-worshipper in her terror
30652|Is trembling with the crying of her child.
30652|I know that in the darkness and the desert
30652|The lion-god sleep.
30652|Till on the night of the rising sun
30652|I heard the wind coming down the limes.
30652|The wind came down the limes,
30652|The wind came down the limes.
30652|It whistled in my ears
30652|The noise of many voices that had met in a muffled tune,
30652|And the wan stars on the hill-side were singing as they grew,
30652|And the stars went dim in the sky,
30652|And ever again the wind would whistle as it came,
30652|And the stars would grow dim as it grew.
30652|Till on the night of the rising moon
30652|I heard the wind come in by the low white moon.
30652|The wind came in by the low white moon,
30652|The wind came in by the low white moon.
30652|I heard the beat of the waves
30652|That beat against the shore.
30652|They sang to the stars
30652|As the waves beat in at their white, bitter edge,
30652|And the stars cried out to the night.
30652|Till on the night of the falling stars
30652|I heard the
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30652|O foolish women, are you not afraid
30652|That the first dawn of your grief may prevail?
30652|They are in heaven, but you in the heart of the earth.
30652|They are the gods of death and the gods of sleep,
30652|And the stars are their wands; and they have come
30652|To summon you to the marriage feast.
30652|But they have come not; and I am the same
30652|Who said: "The Good on high will not be touched."
30652|They are not the gods of death; and if they should come,
30652|I shall not shout the sound of a thousand thrones,
30652|But shall sit mutely in the darkness like a stone,
30652|And watch for the first dawn of the Good on High.
30652|I have risen from the dark, I have broken my sleep,
30652|I have found the mountain-top:
30652|It is as green as the foam, and as white as the sun;
30652|The clouds have left it, and I have climbed over them.
30652|The mountain is as white as the foam, and as green as the sun;
30652|The little cloudlets lie around it, and I have climbed over them.
30652|The mountain is as green as the foam, and the clouds are hushed;
30652|And I have learnt the way of the mountain; but the hill is white
30652|as the sky;
30652|And I have gone back over the hills and the clouds.
30652|And I have learnt the way of the mountain; but the hill is white
30652|as the sea;
30652|And I have climbed over the hills and the clouds.
30652|I have come back from the hill and the clouds, and I have found
30652|what I was looking for;
30652|I have climbed over the hills, and I have ridden the sky.
30652|I have found the way of the mountain, and I have ridden the sky.
30652|The mountain is as white as the sky, and as green as the sea;
30652|The little clouds are hushed in the clouds; and I have ridden
30652|the sky.
30652|I have
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30652|The man with the lion in his head
30652|Has gone forth from the banquet and sleep;
30652|The man with the baby in his hand
30652|Is going to the battle.
30652|The night is driving the moon to sleep;
30652|The night is driving the star to sleep;
30652|And all the stars are gone that were dim
30652|And all the stars of night.
30652|A night without light, a night without heat,
30652|A sky without a star to light it, and the night driving
30652|The stars to come, like an avenging father
30652|At the door of the stars.
30652|A star without a star to light it,
30652|And without stars, the earth to cry;
30652|And the night is driving the moon to sleep
30652|And the stars to come, like a car-borne man
30652|At the door of the stars.
30652|I hear the noiseless trampling of the feet
30652|Of the night, and the patter of his feet
30652|Like a drizzle on the gravel.
30652|I hear him turning to the north-east;
30652|The stars are whirling in snow.
30652|A star is born in the darkness;
30652|It sees the wind-shapes and dreams.
30652|And the wind-shapes are the chaff;
30652|They form a silver flame
30652|That trails and strows the night.
30652|The wind-shapes and the stars are one;
30652|And I am one with all,
30652|In the dark and the dark.
30652|In the morning's deep, deep night,
30652|The wind-shapes are silent;
30652|The stars are blowing in snow.
30652|The earth is not; it is sleeping;
30652|And silent stars are nodding
30652|To the wind that is whispering.
30652|The wind is whispering;
30652|And the stars are whispering;
30652|And I am whispering with them.
30652|The stars are whispering;
30652|And the earth is silent;
30652|And silent stars are nodding
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30652|It comes; for the night is o'ertaken,
30652|And the world is full of the stars of the east,
30652|And the heart of man trembles like a lily
30652|When the sun strikes out its heart with a beam.
30652|They have stolen the holy infant from its mother,
30652|And set him in a desert to be born.
30652|The shepherds come; they have brought the baby
30652|Among the desert sands and toads of the Nile,
30652|And the clouds are dark with the souls of the beast.
30652|And the carrion shadows are fled, and the poor babes
30652|Pass out of the city, and run and cry,
30652|As they run and cry in the darkness of night,
30652|Because the shepherd says, "It is night;"
30652|And the dark wind sings among the grasses
30652|And the wood-birds scream among the dead leaves.
30652|O God, have mercy upon our children!
30652|And let the blessed light of Thy mercy
30652|Enter in our hearts at last into our eyes!
30652|O God, have mercy upon our children!
30652|Then the shepherds climb up on the rippling rills,
30652|And look over the wastes of the wild forest,
30652|And watch the wan stars shine, and the low stars
30652|Shake like a closed hand, and the great sea
30652|Be a door of Hope into their souls,
30652|And the sky of God's hand down into their souls.
30652|Then they have gone, and the man who has seen all
30652|Is not one of the few who have been there,
30652|But the lone one, a mother who has never known
30652|The faces of her children in the past.
30652|And the wind has left the green-girdled forest
30652|And the red-roofed city, and the night is grey;
30652|And the shepherds listen for the coming of the child.
30652|Shepherds with their hearts all glad,
30652|Shepherds with the anguish in their hearts.
30652|
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30652|Gods are at war; that holy war of men
30652|Wherein the struggle goes on of the mad
30652|With the mad, with the mad. Lo, the Old Guard
30652|Of mad with the old!
30652|The old white gods are at war,
30652|The old white gods are at war;
30652|The old white gods stand by in the sun
30652|And the stars stand by and stand still.
30652|They bend their heads and they stare through shut eyes
30652|And have faces in the dark.
30652|The old white gods are at war;
30652|The old white gods are at war;
30652|The old white gods have borne away
30652|A young bride from the arms of their youth,
30652|And the mad winds are hushed at last.
30652|They have drowned their youth in the sea of clay;
30652|They have flayed their young limbs and made them death,
30652|And brought their young souls in chains.
30652|The old white gods are at war;
30652|The old white gods are at war;
30652|The old white gods stand by in the sun
30652|And the stars stand by and stand still.
30652|The Old Guard that were at war
30652|With their own gods are at peace now;
30652|The old white gods stand by in the sun
30652|And the stars stand by and stand still.
30652|The Old Guard that were at war
30652|With their own gods are at peace now;
30652|The old white gods stand by in the sun
30652|And the stars stand by and stand still.
30652|The Old Guard that were at war
30652|With their own gods are at peace now;
30652|The old white gods stand by in the sun
30652|And the stars stand by and stand still.
30652|When the Old Guard are at peace,
30652|The Old Guard that were at war
30652|Marry and go to the land of clay;
30652|The Old Guard that were at war
30652|Are the old white gods of time.
30652|Through the cloudy-barren roads
30652|I have
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30652|The darkness falls again; but now I know
30652|That somewhere in the wastes of the West,
30652|Somehow I heard a voice in my dream say:
30652|"Behold, I am as a bird of the desert;
30652|I am the one who shall call thee from off thy
30652|bed, and do battle with thee!
30652|Behold, I am the one who shall call thee,
30652|The one who shall call thee from off thy bed,
30652|And do battle with thee!
30652|"And I am the one who shall call thee
30652|From off thy bed, and take thy hand and lead
30652|To the far desert's border, and the gates
30652|Of the City of Darkness and the walls
30652|Of the City of the Shadow of Death,
30652|And the thing that shall come is not God's nor mine;
30652|But the thing that shall come is all men's
30652|That shall follow after in the darkness and the
30652|The thing that shall come is all men's dream.
30652|"And I am the one who shall take thy hand,
30652|And lead thee out of the night and all the
30652|shadowing of night;
30652|And I am the one who shall take thy hand,
30652|And lead thee out of the city of the dark
30652|and the shadow of night,
30652|And lead thee out of the noise of the street,
30652|And lead thee through the soundless dark."
30652|So the vision was loosed and the darkness
30652|Dropt like a flame into the very heart of the
30652|All night long in this strange land
30652|There is a wind that blows and sighs
30652|And wails and rakes,
30652|And ever it seems to me
30652|How all men's lives go
30652|On through the years and are not.
30652|There is a wind that blows and sighs
30652|On the wind-struck waves of time,
30652|And all men's lives are as wind-stirred things
30652|Blown about upon the sea
30652|And
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30652|What though the sun appear at last, and the way
30652|Be whitened with a deep-red flush of promise?
30652|The twilight is in the very morning-star,
30652|And the great spirit, the First Spirit, is there.
30652|A far-off shout of joy; and the great sky
30652|Moulders and gleams; and the very hills are full
30652|Of the great joy of a thousand happy feet
30652|Swung in the joy of an ageless day,
30652|And the great spirit, the First Spirit, is there.
30652|Then shall the world go forward with its strife,
30652|With the long, long march that ages long have trod,
30652|With the pattering of the hundreds of its rills
30652|In the old days when the hills were glad and young,
30652|And the great spirit, the First Spirit, is there.
30652|Then shall the world go forward with its grief,
30652|With the pains of the present, with the disappointments
30652|Of the long ago, till the old years have fled,
30652|And the new shall be the very old again
30652|In the vast joy of a thousand happy feet
30652|Swung in the joy of an ageless day,
30652|And the great spirit, the First Spirit, is there.
30652|Why do we think of you so,
30652|That was so strange and far,
30652|When the last thing that was new
30652|Was the old thing that was true?
30652|Why do we think of you so,
30652|In the dusk of yesterday,
30652|With the old day in the sun?
30652|Why do we think of you so,
30652|When the flowers were new,
30652|And the air was happy in
30652|The old days when you were gone?
30652|Why do we think of you so,
30652|When the sun shone out,
30652|And the old days shone out,
30652|And the sky was beautiful?
30652|Why do we think of you so,
30652|When the wind was new and strong,
30652|
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30652|The next day when the starlight falls
30652|Upon the autumn-coloured sea
30652|That waves between the waves,
30652|As though a ship lay shorn of wings,
30652|The yellow light falls greyly
30652|Upon the autumn-coloured sea.
30652|The waves break asunder, the boat flies
30652|Upon the rustling waves of light
30652|Like a great spear-point shod with silver;
30652|And all the pale, white sea-gulls
30652|Are gaily making sport.
30652|The next day when the last star gleams
30652|Upon the autumn-coloured sea
30652|As a dim wraith of sleep it lies,
30652|It is as though a boat were lying
30652|Upon a dark, grey sea-beach,
30652|And all the pale, white sea-gulls
30652|Are gaily making sport.
30652|The next day when the winter comes
30652|And the clouds of driftwood meet
30652|The golden light of dawn,
30652|And the tide of moonbeams like warm snowballs
30652|Slumber on the wintry sea,
30652|I dream that I hear a dream,
30652|A dream that never will fade;
30652|That there is an end of sorrow,
30652|And that the days are sometimes long
30652|And the nights are sometimes long.
30652|The next day is the day of rest,
30652|The dawn the golden day;
30652|The tide is turning in its bed
30652|Upon the dark, grey sea.
30652|The next day is the day of rest,
30652|And the waves in the dark sea tide
30652|Are gleaming with gold.
30652|The next day is the day of rest,
30652|The sky is blue with light;
30652|And the grey old sea-gulls fly,
30652|Circling and circling by.
30652|The next day is the day of rest,
30652|And the pale, cold sea-mist
30652|Is still and still and still.
30652|The next day is
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30652|The woman of Bethlehem
30652|Comes back again:
30652|Sickness, hailstones and the wind,
30652|And winds and swinish things;
30652|Till the new wind springs up
30652|And blows her on the farther side
30652|Of the ocean, and all round her
30652|The waves are blue and high.
30652|The sea opens and the sea is free,
30652|And the wind is loud and strong;
30652|The waves are red and the sea is green,
30652|And red and green and green,
30652|And the waves run up to her breast,
30652|And laugh in her face.
30652|The sea is the sea of her soul;
30652|The sea is her bosom;
30652|The waves in the waves of her heart
30652|Are the waves of her hope.
30652|She stands in the desert, on a sand
30652|Of long, long years, and o'er her eyes
30652|Shines like a sunset, the great sun,
30652|And still she listens for her child,
30652|And she hears his breath.
30652|And the things that are for me and thee
30652|Are but the sands of the sea,
30652|And only the wind, and the sea,
30652|And the wind and the sea,
30652|And only the face of the new land
30652|That will be for ever with thee.
30652|So I come to the desert again,
30652|And the sea is free and fair,
30652|And the sand of the sea is the sea
30652|That shall be for ever with thee.
30652|The sea is the sea of thy soul;
30652|The sea is thy bosom;
30652|And only the God that is thy friend
30652|Is the sea for thee.
30652|The sea is the sea of thy thought;
30652|The sea is thy soul,
30652|And only the sea of the white sea-swim
30652|Comes to thee with the sea.
30652|I have travelled the world, and I have met the same great
30652|
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30652|The evening air is warm with the clinking chains
30652|That bind the hands of the world; and the waves
30652|Are the voice of the many that are fast asleep
30652|In the sea-baths of the unknown land.
30652|The world is a tree, the wind is a wave
30652|That sweeps the sea-tides, and the grass is a heart
30652|That has been washed from the sea.
30652|The old world is mad with sleep; the new world is mad
30652|With death.
30652|You have seen the rainbow,
30652|And the moon and the stars,
30652|And the wind and the wild sea-grass,
30652|And the flecks of the clouds
30652|Of the far-off islands;
30652|You have seen the sea-monsters,
30652|And the tramp and the stir
30652|Of the men on the sand
30652|And the dogs on the strand,
30652|And the way that the sun goes
30652|Across the sky.
30652|You have seen the rainbow
30652|And the moon and the stars
30652|And the wind and the wild sea-grass
30652|And the flecks of the clouds
30652|Of the far-off islands.
30652|You have seen the wind-flower,
30652|And the sea-lark's wing;
30652|You have seen the blue mist
30652|Of the sea and the sky;
30652|You have seen the sun go
30652|Across the sky.
30652|You have heard the wild sea-gulls
30652|And the sounds of the surf
30652|In the far-off isles,
30652|And the voice of the sea-birds
30652|In the islands.
30652|You have seen the little ships
30652|And the sail-boats in the bay,
30652|And the shells in the water
30652|Where the white ships go.
30652|You have seen the clouds go by,
30652|And the sky look dim,
30652|And the ships come by.
30652|You have heard the sea-birds
30652|And
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30652|The sky grows white with the vastness of things;
30652|And the wind's song is a ceaseless wail
30652|Of things that are and things that have been,
30652|Of day that is past and night that will be,
30652|And night and day, and night and day, and day.
30652|I have sat in the sun and seen the day
30652|Roll on; and I have read what the angels say,
30652|But never a word of it to-day.
30652|My mind is like a churchyard; all is dark,
30652|And strangely hollow; and I cannot speak.
30652|I know not what I am, or what I shall be;
30652|Only I know that I am dying.
30652|The sun has set and the night is ajar;
30652|I must go now and go, and go, and go.
30652|Ah me! I have no song to give to those
30652|Who lay them down to sleep in the streets of Rome;
30652|But I have a word, a dreadful word, to give
30652|To those who lie in the fields by the sea,
30652|To the white boats that draw to the land at last;
30652|And that I shall give when I come to-night.
30652|And I shall do this when I come to-night.
30652|The night is a waste of pure and sweet light,
30652|For the stars are dead and the ships are lost;
30652|But a little while I may stand here,
30652|And watch the waves run on the inland sea.
30652|And in the darkness shall I not lie,
30652|Nor hear the hills' dull voice tolling?
30652|Alas! alas! I must not go away,
30652|For my soul is too strong for death and pain.
30652|The words of the old song
30652|Are in the throats of the reapers
30652|As the morning passes;
30652|And the reapers, pale with sleep,
30652|Are gathering corn in the field,
30652|And the words of the old song
30652|Fly over the reapers
30652
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30652|Where the great sun looks a pale face is seen
30652|Staring and staring at the waste of night
30652|As if it feared to be born.
30652|The black peaks of the hills in the distance
30652|Loom huge to the light of the morning sky
30652|As with a silent fear of that which is done.
30652|And out of the windy sea of dreams
30652|There is a voice that is answered and heard,
30652|As if the silence in the wilderness
30652|Were rocked by a great sea-tide.
30652|So that the dark earth is again filled
30652|With laughter and with tears,
30652|And the great sun is a little sad
30652|As the heart of a child that has grown old.
30652|O little heart, how many things are thine!
30652|O little eyes, how many are thine!
30652|O little feet, how many are thine!
30652|O little arms, how many are thine!
30652|O little head, how many thyself are!
30652|O little hands, how many thine own are!
30652|O little lips, how many are mine!
30652|O little heart, how many is mine!
30652|O little eyes, how many mine are!
30652|O little mouth, how many a kiss mine are,
30652|And many little tears upon mine eyelids.
30652|O little heart, how many eyes are mine!
30652|O little feet, how many mine are!
30652|O little heart, how many mine are!
30652|O little lips, how many lips I have,
30652|And many little kisses on mine eyelids.
30652|O little heart, how many hearts I have
30652|That beat as mine beats!
30652|O little head, how many eyes I have
30652|That look to me as mine eyes look now!
30652|O little heart, how many eyes I have
30652|That look to me as mine eyes look now.
30652|O little heart, how many hearts I have
30652|That beat as mine beats!
30652|O little head, how many hair
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30652|Shall I, too, be one of the broken ones
30652|Who wake in the darkness to perish?
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The blind man must watch his blindness till he dies."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The man has more to do in the days of his life."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The man must learn to talk and laugh at his pains."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The man has all that he could do for his eyes."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The man has all that he could do for his ears."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The man is one with the stars, and with the beasts."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The man has all that he could do for his love."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have heard a man say,
30652|"The man has all that he could do for his fire."
30652|The man has lost his sight,
30652|And I am one of the blind!
30652|I have seen a man with a burning shoe,
30652|With a loaf of bread, and a cup of wine,
30652|And a basket of hay in the sun;
30652|I have seen a man with a loving mouth,
30652|With a cup of wine, and a heart to feel,
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30652|There is a white car
30652|Is rolling down a hill-sides
30652|Over the wastrels that are leaning on it,
30652|With the flapping wings of a swallow for a seat.
30652|The road is dead and grey
30652|And is not dark enough
30652|For the old red car
30652|To be rolling down to the village.
30652|The way is long, the road is high,
30652|And the wind is strong, and the road is broken
30652|By the breakers, that are grey and strong;
30652|The wind and the wind are strong,
30652|And the car rolls over the rock-ribbed rock.
30652|The sun on the road is blue,
30652|The sun on the road is blue,
30652|And the wind is strong, and the car rolls over the stone.
30652|There is a wistful noise of the old days
30652|On the air of the wind and the sand of the hills,
30652|That is not sad, and it is not long,
30652|And the sun on the road is white and grey.
30652|And the old bride is dancing on the wall
30652|With her old palfrey and his velvet hair;
30652|And the old lord is touching the old boots
30652|That are stiff and black with the dust of long years.
30652|And they are silent for the old bride's sake,
30652|And the old lord's heart is in his mouth,
30652|For the old bride is dancing on the wall,
30652|And the old lord is touching his boots.
30652|And the old bride is dancing on the wall
30652|With her old palfrey and his velvet hair,
30652|And the old lord is touching his old boots
30652|That are stiff and black with the dust of long years.
30652|And there is the old king with his crown
30652|And the old king with his crown,
30652|And he is tired, and his crown is worn,
30652|And he is light of heart as a child.
30652|And he is glad that his crown is worn,
30652|And the
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30652|So with a shudder, for the great world's riddle,
30652|And the maw of the long night, I stand
30652|Saw through the flickering glass of a once-loved dream
30652|The rising of a rose in the darkness
30652|That fades like a wandering ghost to a murmur,
30652|And is gone like a phantom in a mist.
30652|I watched the sunshine burn
30652|Upon the mountain-tops
30652|In the cloudy dawn;
30652|I watched the sunlight go
30652|In the sky.
30652|And I thought: "What is this sight
30652|That I have seen
30652|In the dawning?"
30652|When the sunlight, which I saw
30652|That day,
30652|Was burned away.
30652|But I dreamed that the hills
30652|Were all one sea,
30652|And the flowers and the leaves
30652|Were a living soul
30652|That moved in it;
30652|And that the windy fields
30652|Were the ages,
30652|That grew in the heart of the sea,
30652|And the heart of the sea
30652|Was a living soul.
30652|I felt the light of the dawn
30652|Athwart my path;
30652|And I knew, though no man knew,
30652|That the light was love.
30652|I knew that love had been
30652|A part of all,
30652|That a man might feel love's fire
30652|And a woman love.
30652|And I knew, though no man knew,
30652|That love was hope;
30652|I knew that a man might feel hope's fire
30652|And a woman hope.
30652|For the light was love, and hope,
30652|And hope, and love;
30652|For the light was hope, and hope,
30652|And love;
30652|And the light was hope, and hope,
30652|And love.
30652|The morning came; the sun
30652|Was like a flame
30652|That seemed to burn in the night
30652|And burn
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30652|A horrible thing it is! For the wind
30652|Is biting as the ribs of a skull-faced man
30652|That flounders on the sands; and all about
30652|The lightning is, as the eagle of heaven,
30652|For it is only the terrible face
30652|Of Jesus.
30652|Strange to men are all the winds and winds
30652|That ever were in the world, and all the winds
30652|That ever shall be, and all the winds
30652|That ever shall blow.
30652|They're only windy men
30652|That creep and creep and coil and crawl,
30652|And grope about the dust and sand,
30652|And break the stars and suns with all their breath,
30652|And catch the clouds in the teeth,
30652|And whirl about the earth with wrath and scorn,
30652|And rip their sides with the mad night.
30652|Strange to men are all the winds and winds
30652|That ever were in the world,
30652|And all the winds that ever shall blow.
30652|They are but men that creep and creep,
30652|And hide and hide, and leave no sign;
30652|They whirl in the air, and blow about
30652|The dust and the grass and the rocks;
30652|The air is a chaos, and the sea
30652|Is a reed-fringed chaos;
30652|And the storms and the winds are but dreams,
30652|That glimmer and glimmer and blow;
30652|But the feet of the people are in the glare
30652|Of the God-smoke that flickers and drips
30652|From the earth.
30652|The sea is a sea of fire;
30652|And all the storms that ever shall blow
30652|Are but waves that roll and surge
30652|At the hand of the wind.
30652|They are but men that creep and creep,
30652|And all the winds that ever shall blow
30652|Are but waves that roll and surge;
30652|And the waves of the world are in my soul
30652|With the wind and the sea.
30652|I
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30652|The light dies; and all about is a sea of
30652|The thin grey clouds that stand forlorn;
30652|And ever the rocking cradle slouches more
30652|In the shadow of the endless deep;
30652|And ever the rocking cradle, more and more,
30652|Is lifted ever more and more high
30652|By the weight of the terrible seas.
30652|For the waves of the sea are drawn up in the cradle
30652|By the weight of the great waves that shake it,
30652|And the waves of the sea are the waves of the sea
30652|That rise in the sea-cave at the end of the world,
30652|Like the waves of the world on the rocks of hell.
30652|But ever the rocking cradle droops ever more,
30652|And ever the waves of the sea are pulled
30652|By the weight of the ocean that is drawn by the wind
30652|From the desert sands of the end of the world.
30652|And ever the rocking cradle swings ever more
30652|In the swing of the waves of the sea.
30652|And ever the rocking cradle slouches more,
30652|And ever the waves of the sea are swept
30652|By the weight of the ocean that is driven
30652|By the wind of the endless sea-reeds.
30652|And ever the rocking cradle swings ever more
30652|In the swing of the waves of the sea.
30652|And ever the sea-fog, the awful mist,
30652|Of the sea-cave is driven ever more
30652|To the feet of the stars, and they pass and pass
30652|In the way of the ship that is drifting past,
30652|And they catch and hold him, and he swings and swings
30652|And it never gets past the rocking cradle,
30652|And never the waves of the sea can break it.
30652|And the stars, like the pendulum of a bell,
30652|Rotate and swing forever, and they ring
30652|In the ways of the world, and they sound
30652|With the voice of the sky and the voice of the sea;
30652|And their pale and awful voices
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30652|Cicero was a man of many words;
30652|But if I had to choose of the few
30652|That, for the littleness of their speech,
30652|He might have spoken, what should I do?
30652|Not heeding of the warning of men,
30652|Lest thou shouldst find thyself in the same
30652|Lest in that earth that is many-coloured
30652|A wide-eyed baby be born!
30652|I sit upon a bridge
30652|Between two worlds;
30652|The one is of the shade,
30652|And the other of the light.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|A river flies;
30652|And there I think I hear
30652|A singing voice.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|A moon lies white;
30652|And the voice sings sweet
30652|As if of rain.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|A bird goes by;
30652|And there I hear its song
30652|Of the flower-sister song.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|A woman stands;
30652|And I think on her
30652|And her soul is sad.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|A light is in the air
30652|Like a fire-light, and there
30652|Are stars on the sky.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|A dream goes by;
30652|And I think on the moon
30652|And the star of love.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|A hush comes on
30652|And a great shadow stands
30652|And leads the moon.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|The shadow of God
30652|Lies sleeping in the sky,
30652|And I think on Him.
30652|And over the bridge
30652|I see the wild waves
30652|Who are all awake
30652|For the good-bye of the sea
30652|And the love of the sky.
30652|I am standing in the night
30652|Whence the wind-blown clouds come forth
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30652|The morning came in the mountain-air;
30652|The morning came in the morning-dew;
30652|The morning came, in the morning dim,
30652|And the nurse went to the rock and bowed
30652|And kissed the rock and bowed and kissed again,
30652|And all the earth was young and glad.
30652|The morning came, in the morning-dew;
30652|The morning came in the morning-sand;
30652|The morning came, in the morning dim,
30652|And the nurse went to the rock and bowed
30652|And kissed the rock and bowed and kissed again,
30652|And all the earth was young and glad.
30652|The morning came in the mountain-air,
30652|The morning came in the morning-sand;
30652|The morning came, in the morning dim,
30652|And the nurse went to the rock and bowed
30652|And kissed the rock and bowed and kissed again,
30652|And all the earth was young and glad.
30652|The morning came, in the morning-sand;
30652|The morning came in the morning dew,
30652|The morning came in the morning dew,
30652|And the nurse went to the rock and bowed
30652|And kissed the rock and bowed and kissed again,
30652|And all the earth was young and glad.
30652|The morning came in the mountain-air,
30652|The morning came in the morning dew,
30652|The morning came in the morning dew,
30652|And the nurse went to the rock and bowed
30652|And kissed the rock and bowed and kissed again,
30652|And all the earth was young and glad.
30652|The morning came in the morning-sand;
30652|The morning came in the morning dew,
30652|The morning came in the morning dew,
30652|And the nurse went to the rock and bowed
30652|And kissed the rock and bowed and kissed again,
30652|And all the earth was young and glad.
30652|'Twas a hideous thing to see the rock
30652|Thaw and shiver, and the sand and clay
30652|Kne
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30652|O happy Galilee! O happy land!
30652|O joy of thieves and thieves of the highway!
30652|O ecstasy of time, and of fire, and of birds,
30652|And of sweat, and of tears, and of God!
30652|All these and more than these; and yet it seems
30652|A weary thing to be so long asleep.
30652|The roar of all the desert birds is drowned
30652|And the dawn is over us; and now the night
30652|Is lapped in unlighted space.
30652|O the evening of the old days! O the old days
30652|That thronged the way, the road, the world, and God!
30652|To a song that went and went and went again
30652|Of the ghost of a tune that went and went and went
30652|And could not come again.
30652|O the old days of the world and God!
30652|They thronged the way, the road, the world, and God;
30652|They were singing to a song that went and went
30652|And could not come again.
30652|The old song of the world and God!
30652|And that too was a song of some low call,
30652|That like a shadow went and went and came;
30652|And that, too, was a song that could not come again,
30652|The songs that grew and died in the silent sky.
30652|And once more I need a song that comes again
30652|And brings a soul once more to life.
30652|O the old song of the old days! O the old days
30652|That thronged the way, the road, the world, and God!
30652|I pray to feel the wind of the dawn that stirs
30652|And shakes the leaf of the palm, and moves and moves,
30652|And is shaken and stilled.
30652|And all my heart is ripe and ripe, and the rose
30652|Is a white face in the morning light.
30652|And I am the rose and the dawn and the God
30652|That have been, and shall be.
30652|I am the morning; I am
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30652|I know that on the sea of dreams a boat
30652|Shall give us lecherous glimpseings of the sea,
30652|Till, through the black of the looking-glass, we see
30652|The image of the woman that we were,
30652|And know we were something more.
30652|And on the sea of dreams a boat shall drift
30652|And lead us out; and we shall know and care
30652|For one another, and be strong for both;
30652|And we shall be one people in our own land.
30652|And on the sea of dreams a boat shall go
30652|And find us, and hold us, and bear us back
30652|To Bethlehem; and we shall know and be
30652|Glad of one another, and be glad
30652|Of one another; and we shall be glad.
30652|I know that the salt tears will run on the hands,
30652|And the dark face of the sea-wind on the eyes,
30652|And the long silence will touch with a strange sound
30652|The wood-world; and the red bird of God's vengeance
30652|Shall make strange moanings, and the clouds shall cover
30652|The land with great clouds; and the cry of the sea
30652|Shall break through them; and the great, dark-pallowing
30652|Sky-piercing clouds shall cover the world again,
30652|And make a darkness of the world again.
30652|I know that the voices of men shall be hushed
30652|In the vast silence; and the long white nights
30652|Shall be shaken with light; and the long, dark nights
30652|Shall make strange moanings; and the land shall be hidden
30652|Under water.
30652|I know that the little voices of children,
30652|On the little beds of flowers, shall cease;
30652|And the little voices of men shall be hushed
30652|In the vast silence; and the little voices
30652|Shall be silenced in their sleep; and the earth
30652|Shall be deep as hell; and the great, great dark
30652|Shall cover the world again, and
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30652|So, in the silence that follows after these
30652|And after these are they,--the day's long naught;
30652|The silence that the dead men would not wake,
30652|And the dead men will not give them; and the silence
30652|That is the silence of all dead men's thoughts
30652|That move and think and speak and leave no words.
30652|And in the silence of this silence I see
30652|The gods who have no words in their spite,
30652|The gods who have no shadow of regret
30652|Nor any thought for what is not gone by.
30652|I see them in the silence, men and women
30652|And all the old white faces of the earth,
30652|The gods, whom the dead men would not wake,
30652|The gods who will not give them up again,
30652|The gods who have no shadow of regret
30652|Nor any thought for what is not yet gone by.
30652|But I have passed the day and passed the night,
30652|And now the darkness creeps about me like sleep,
30652|And I must pass the night and follow you
30652|Across the endless darkness, till you wake
30652|And turn your face from the dark to greet me.
30652|(MEN are silent, WOMEN look still.
30652|The gods are silent.)
30652|So is the darkness come again.
30652|I go in the night, I see no face;
30652|In the darkness I must pass the night
30652|With nothing to do but turn away,
30652|And turn your face from the dark to greet me.
30652|(LOVE is silent, lust is still,
30652|The silence is as stone about my feet.)
30652|When the wind blows the wall out of the windward side,
30652|The wall that was old and bare before,
30652|The wind blows out of the windward side.
30652|I go in the night, I see no face;
30652|The silence is as stone about my feet.
30652|And I go out, and turn my face from the dark
30652|To greet you and turn your face from the dark
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30652|Shall I go down to the bare earth
30652|And the bare earth to the sun,
30652|And shall the earth go down to the bare earth
30652|And the sun, with the sun's kiss
30652|Catching my soul's breath?
30652|For the light that shines on the bare earth
30652|And the bare earth is death.
30652|A man's face there is but a bearded mask,
30652|The grasses and the trees are but bearded masks,
30652|And I have seen the fleshless face of a man
30652|On a body that once bore a woman's likeness.
30652|And I have drunk the wine of the naked flesh,
30652|And the wine of a man that lives but as a dream,
30652|And I have known what I knew not till that face
30652|Smiled down on me, and the face is the sun,
30652|And the sun is God.
30652|Then the earth goes down to the bare earth
30652|And the bare earth to the sun,
30652|And the bare earth to the sea, and the bare earth
30652|And the sea to the sky.
30652|But I shall see the face of a man
30652|When the sun and the bare earth and the sea
30652|And the sea are gone.
30652|I have seen the face of a man
30652|When the sun and the bare earth and the sea
30652|And the bare earth are dead.
30652|She walks in a garden in the morning;
30652|Her face is white as a flower,
30652|And her eyes are stars; and the soft smile
30652|Of her mouth is as the breath
30652|Of a morning after rain.
30652|She has told her little lover
30652|Her secret, and he is mad;
30652|He has run and run, and he has run
30652|In the door-yard of the night.
30652|He has run till he is tired;
30652|He has run till his heart is sore;
30652|He has run for a year.
30652|And the pale flower of the morning
30652|Is the face of a man
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30652|The mother's eyes with the light of myriads
30652|Are flooded with tears. The sight of the man
30652|The sight of the man is a secret pain
30652|That tears the heart. And yet what I see I bear
30652|As a pale grain of memory; and from that day
30652|To the last, what I bear as memory
30652|Is the new light of that great world.
30652|He was born a slave.
30652|He was born a slave.
30652|I have known slaves. They were born to be
30652|A mixed breed of horse and human race,
30652|To be the country-folk of some great town
30652|Born to be slaves, as they had a chance
30652|Of bondage, for a life-time, long before
30652|The race of man came forth to manhood yet.
30652|And many a slave, and many a man-slave,
30652|From the old east to the new west, has passed
30652|To where the old pasture-lands of chaos
30652|Grow grey on the westward plains of the world.
30652|They were born to be slaves; they were born to be
30652|In the old east, with a broken heart,
30652|And to have thought of light and freedom,
30652|And the last light of the world.
30652|They had not dreamed, and they are free.
30652|They have heard the sound of the marching feet
30652|Of the young soul in the old land, and seen
30652|The old world and the new west apart;
30652|They have heard the cry of the child in the dark
30652|And known the struggle and the battle-dance
30652|Of the spirit in the world.
30652|For the new west to the old earth
30652|Has known the face of the new sun,
30652|And the new horsemen of the old world
30652|Has held the old east in its arms,
30652|And marched on the new dawn of the world.
30652|The new slave, the old slave is free.
30652|He was born a slave.
30652|He was born a slave
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30652|I know that the gay world was as blind
30652|To all this as a cracked bottle to the sun,
30652|And nothing could bring back the shining days.
30652|The Old World of last year, of old,
30652|To-day is a broken old bottle,
30652|And nothing can bring back the shining days.
30652|Sorrow is a living spirit
30652|That moves and weeps and struggles,
30652|And still, as she struggles onward,
30652|Sorrow is the only spirit.
30652|Sorrow is a spirit that is
30652|A part of all the being
30652|That cannot be put to flight,
30652|And so cannot be broken.
30652|Sorrow is the spirit of pain,
30652|And pain is the soul of sorrow,
30652|And sorrow the spirit of life.
30652|The stars that see the skies
30652|Of the clear summer night,
30652|A-dying out of the strife
30652|That ages have made with death.
30652|The hills that heard the blows
30652|Of the fierce war-men's swords,
30652|And the cruel war-song
30652|Of their death-hordes that followed.
30652|The valleys and the woods,
30652|And the rocks in silence,
30652|Shall hear the cry of the slain
30652|And the drumming of the guns.
30652|The young men and the maids
30652|That danced to the coming morn,
30652|And the eyes that saw the dead
30652|Were so glad and so wise.
30652|The old men and the grey-haired
30652|And the children that crept
30652|With their faith in the Old World,
30652|And the dead man's dream of the New.
30652|The old men and the grey-headed
30652|And the old-fashioned,
30652|And the poor old fatherland,
30652|And the hopeless old womanhood.
30652|The old and the young
30652|That knew no more of pain,
30652|And the careless old men
30652|That died for the dawn.
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30652|And when I see the rocking cradle rocking,
30652|And lo! the baby in his crook,
30652|I hear the rocking cradle crying,
30652|And see the rocking cradle steeple rocking.
30652|But I have grown too old to go now
30652|Into the cedar-growing woods,
30652|And I shall sleep without the rocking cradle,
30652|And the rocking cradle cradle weeping.
30652|The Blackbird's Nest
30652|It is the time when all things are still,
30652|And when the voice of the night is still,
30652|And when I sit and watch the water flow,
30652|And watch the water swift and bright
30652|Foam on the breasts of the little brook-girls.
30652|I sit alone in the dark woods, and watch
30652|The water whirl in silver lights, and think
30652|What will become of my poor nest, my mate,
30652|When the night is over and the night-winds blow.
30652|I watch the water as it bubbles up
30652|And, like a tiny star, the little brook
30652|Shines on the bushes and the cedars far
30652|And all the land, and over the lonely hills.
30652|And I can see the brook like a golden crown,
30652|And the great green pine-trees like the silver clouds
30652|That divide the night from the day; and the grave
30652|And the grave walls of the woodland, where the brook
30652|Sings on, and the great brook that is buried there.
30652|I sit in the dark and watch the water pass,
30652|And wonder if it will become a nest
30652|And a home for the little green geese that fly
30652|To the brook that flows. I sit and watch the flow,
30652|And think what will become of my poor nest.
30652|In the depths of the dark wood, where the brook is black,
30652|The little brook sits in his little pool
30652|And heaves and thinks, till the water quivers,
30652|And the little brook's little pool
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30652|It is the time of the great arrivals;
30652|The tide is flowing
30652|Across the sea and the sands are white;
30652|The little ships with their long flags are passing
30652|From the far horizon,
30652|And the mournful heralds cry, "Come away,
30652|The brave are come, the brave are come!"
30652|The water is stiff with the colour of oil,
30652|The lapping water is stiff with the scent of the sand,
30652|And the white ships with their long flags are passing
30652|From the far horizon,
30652|And the mournful heralds cry, "Come away,
30652|The brave are come, the brave are come!"
30652|The tide is flowing away across the sea,
30652|The little ships with their long flags are passing,
30652|The mournful heralds cry, "Come away,
30652|The brave are come, the brave are come!"
30652|The grey ships are passing,
30652|They are passing far away,
30652|The grey ships with their long flags are passing,
30652|The mournful heralds cry, "Come away,
30652|The brave are come, the brave are come!"
30652|The grey ships are passing,
30652|They are passing far away,
30652|The grey ships with their long flags are passing,
30652|The mournful heralds cry, "Come away,
30652|The brave are come, the brave are come!"
30652|"O come, let's go home and play,
30652|Let's sing and sing and sing,
30652|And sing and sing, and sing again,
30652|And sing and sing and sing."
30652|"O come, let's go home and play,
30652|Let's sing and sing and sing,
30652|And sing and sing and sing, and play
30652|And sing and sing, and play."
30652|"O come, let's go home and play,
30652|Let's sing and sing and sing,
30652|And sing and sing and sing, and play
30652|And sing and sing, and play."
30652|"O
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30652|The darkness drops again. But now I know
30652|That I have seen, and that the Word is God,
30652|And that the Word is God, and the Word is War;
30652|And that the Word is War, and that the Word is Peace;
30652|And that the Word is War. And that the Word is Death;
30652|And that the Word is Death, and that the Word is Life.
30652|But the Word is Life; and the Word is God,
30652|And the Word is God, and the Word is War;
30652|And the Word is Life, and that the Word is Peace,
30652|And that the Word is Peace.
30652|But I shall never tell
30652|The Word that makes the World go round.
30652|The Word that makes the World go round.
30652|The Word that writes a new record.
30652|I have not seen the Word, but I have heard
30652|A sound of a mighty trumpet-sound;
30652|And I remember as a baby I heard
30652|The sound of that trumpet-sound: I shall say
30652|The sound of the Word that makes the World go round.
30652|_Is_ the Word that makes the World go round.
30652|_Is_ the Word that makes the World go round.
30652|_Is_ the Word that cometh down to bring us back
30652|The Light that was too long gone by.
30652|The Word that cometh down to bring us back
30652|The Light that was too long gone by.
30652|The Word that cometh down to set us free
30652|From a world of sin and sorrow.
30652|The Word that cometh down to set us free
30652|From a world of sin and sorrow.
30652|The Word that comeeth down to make us strong
30652|In the inextinguishable strife.
30652|The Word that cometh down to make us strong
30652|In the inextinguishable strife.
30652|The Word that cometh down to set us free
30652|From the darkness of a sinful world.
30652|The Word that cometh down to make us free
30652|
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30652|In the world's vast depth there is not room
30652|For the little children playing under the stars,
30652|Not space enough to run after their dreams;
30652|And there are the babies; but they move not;
30652|For life is a brute labour,
30652|And the baby's life is a mighty care
30652|In the world's vast depth,
30652|For each is a mortal life of its own.
30652|'Tis little that the sad children should fear
30652|In the world's vast depth,
30652|For each one must be an endless labour
30652|In the world's vast depth,
30652|And each is a sacrifice to the earth
30652|And the earth's labour is the lot of them all.
30652|As I walk by the linden-tree,
30652|And watch the flowers grow,
30652|A flame of joy from the linden-tree
30652|Upon me springs.
30652|As I walk by the linden-tree,
30652|And watch the flowers come in,
30652|The linden-leaves are warm and white
30652|And fragrant as a mother's hands
30652|That wave to her child.
30652|As I walk by the linden-tree,
30652|And watch the lilies bloom,
30652|The lilies are like gold and white
30652|That lie upon the flowers.
30652|As I walk by the linden-tree,
30652|And watch the lily bloom,
30652|The lilies are like the whitest gold
30652|That lie upon the day.
30652|As I walk by the linden-tree,
30652|And watch the lily-stalks rise,
30652|I'm glad of the sun's gold and white
30652|That shines upon the sea.
30652|As I walk by the linden-tree,
30652|And watch the lily-pads fade,
30652|The flowers that lie upon the ground
30652|Are rags to me.
30652|As I walk by the linden-tree,
30652|And watch the
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30652|From this same cradle, this same rocking cradle,
30652|The messengers of the Archangel come,
30652|And this is what they bear from land to land.
30652|The Beast is born. We know not what may come
30652|From this wild birth, nor when, nor what these men
30652|May know of the Beast; but we are old,
30652|We have lain in the dust of the dust of the dead;
30652|We have seen the beast that was born in the night,
30652|And have heard the croak of the flaming bird.
30652|We have seen the terrible ark of the world
30652|Fall from the sky into the earth, and have trod
30652|The ways of men; and we have been to see
30652|The infant, the Saviour of mankind.
30652|Now are the earth's ways full of men, and the sea
30652|Is full of men; and the sand is full of men,
30652|And the desert full of men. But now we will ride
30652|Across the desert, and turn to the west
30652|To the bird of the flying, and the beast
30652|That is born of the flying, and the croak
30652|Of the flaming bird.
30652|We have ridden the desert of which the poets sing
30652|And have ridden the ways of men, but we come
30652|To the last land where men sleep in their tents
30652|In the east of the world, and the gates are shut
30652|Of the city of Babylon. There they sleep,
30652|And they think on the beasts, and the beasts think
30652|On them, and wake up and ride across
30652|The desert of which the poets sing.
30652|The people of Babylon sleep in tents,
30652|And the croak of the flaming bird is heard
30652|Across the desert of which the poets sing,
30652|And the people of Babylon think on them,
30652|And wake up and ride across the desert.
30652|The desert of Babylon is full of men;
30652|The gates are shut, and the bird is heard no more
30652|Across the desert of which the poets
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30652|No; I know the silence of that cradle
30652|When the demon broke in with the cry of the words
30652|That struck like a hail on the mount of Judas:
30652|"A God is born of woman;
30652|A God is born of woman!
30652|"The Man of the World is born, and He shall be strong
30652|And she is a woman,
30652|The woman of the World!"
30652|The great vision that across the centuries
30652|Was rolled on the world like a new-born spirit,
30652|Is waking: and I know the sign
30652|That the old Night, that holds the menials' prison,
30652|Is shaking from the past.
30652|The great vision that the ages wait,
30652|Is rising on the world like a great flag
30652|In the unshaken sky,
30652|And the First Voice sings through the darkness,
30652|"A God is born of woman."
30652|From the dawn of time to the dawn of time,
30652|When the great stars were a-flying,
30652|In the dawn of Time the great songs ran
30652|Of the mother-minding of the world.
30652|O Father-God of the souls that move
30652|To the cries of the blind world-street,
30652|Through the night and the darkness, through the night,
30652|I heard a cry like the stars a-tingling;
30652|It seemed as the music of the stars
30652|Rings round a lonely city-wall.
30652|I knew the music of the stars
30652|As the voice of the night, and I heard
30652|A sound like a trumpet's blast;
30652|I stood with many brethren,
30652|Weeping and trembling in the dark.
30652|The sound grew louder, and louder,
30652|Till it smote my ear like a sword-stroke;
30652|But I, and all my companemen
30652|Stood up, and gazed on the empty air;
30652|And, while the clouds were rising black,
30652|The music of the stars was heard no more.

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30652|Thou hast a revelation of the face
30652|Of a man. Thou art a man that didst think
30652|To make thyself a god; that thou couldst do
30652|Thy life with the great Cross, and be an angel
30652|Among angels, and dare things of earth.
30652|O in the days of thy great conception,
30652|Being a spirit, thou wast man, but now
30652|With the Cross thou art a spirit, and art coming
30652|Over the face of the earth to conquer death,
30652|And hast a gift from God, a gift in thine own hand
30652|To the end that thou mayest be the master
30652|Of all things, and knowest them for the souls
30652|That are their masters.
30652|To the end that when they met and sheathed their blades,
30652|They both might know they were nothing.
30652|To the end that they might know that they were men,
30652|And never more shall know life;
30652|That they both might feel that they had been fools,
30652|And nevermore meet again.
30652|To the end that the hand of a man might stay
30652|The light from the moon, the voice of the sea,
30652|The love of a woman, and the blood of a child,
30652|And the flesh of a man.
30652|To the end that they might be one in thought,
30652|And the heart of the earth, and the blood of the sea,
30652|And the hand of the man in the blood.
30652|To the end that the hand of a man might be
30652|The light of the sun, the voice of the wind,
30652|The love of a woman, and the flesh of a child,
30652|And the flesh of a man.
30652|To the end that the hand of a man might be
30652|The voice of the water, the voice of the earth,
30652|The flesh of a man, and the blood of a woman,
30652|And the flesh of a woman.
30652|To the end that the hand of a man might be
30652|The voice of the
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30652|I know that in the city of the dead
30652|The people sleep and never stir;
30652|That in the temple of the living there
30652|A man is born and reared and slain,
30652|And his red mouth laughs a little, and his beard
30652|Dies in the darkness, and his eyes
30652|Are very wide with a strange tears-free smile
30652|And a face without face or soul,
30652|And his hair is white as the shining snow
30652|And his hair is white with a pure snow-white snow.
30652|I know that in the night the dead men lie
30652|And the women sleep and never stir;
30652|I know that in the day the dead men stand
30652|And the women sleep and never stir;
30652|I know that in the night the dead men sleep
30652|And the children sleep and never stir.
30652|I know that in the dreams of the dead men
30652|What the living does is not wise;
30652|That the dreams of the dead women sleep
30652|And the dreams of the children sleep and never stir.
30652|I know that in the night the dead men lie
30652|And the women sleep and never stir;
30652|I know that in the day the dead men stand
30652|And the women sleep and never stir;
30652|I know that in the night the dead men sleep
30652|And the children sleep and never stir.
30652|He is dead. He is dead.
30652|He is dead. He is dead,
30652|Dead in the night, dead in the night;
30652|Dead in the land; dead in the land;
30652|Dead in the land.
30652|He is dead. He is dead;
30652|Dead in the day, dead in the day;
30652|Dead in the land; dead in the land;
30652|Dead in the land.
30652|He is dead. He is dead;
30652|Dead in the night, dead in the night;
30652|Dead in the land; dead in the land;
30652|Dead in the land.
30652|He is dead. He is dead
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30652|The dark falls down again; and my heart is sad
30652|Because in the rambling street I walk;
30652|I am sad because I am alone;
30652|And I shall weep when I have seen the city
30652|Grown to a city again.
30652|It has grown to a city again.
30652|Now the East and the West are merged in one city
30652|In the great vision of the morning.
30652|Now the city is made a city again,
30652|And men and women love each other;
30652|Now the Red Sea sings with water;
30652|And the great city is a city.
30652|Now the women go out and sit at rest
30652|With the men in a tranquil-hearted house,
30652|And the lads, as they walk the streets,
30652|Go forth in a procession
30652|To and fro by the women's door.
30652|And the slaves' children take their play
30652|In the shade of the lovely trees
30652|And feel the strength of freedom
30652|Gleam in the wind of the glad wind.
30652|But the proud city holds the peace
30652|Of the great city, and the city is peace.
30652|_"Behold, the great city, the Lord is a city,
30652|And His hands are an hundred thousand."_
30652|Then the wind of the glad wind arose
30652|And the city grew to a city.
30652|Now the city is grown to a city again
30652|And the men and women walk in a procession,
30652|And the lads go forth in a procession.
30652|The city is grown to a city again,
30652|And the men and women walk in a procession
30652|With a hundred thousand voices of joy,
30652|And the lads go forth in a procession.
30652|_"Behold, the city, the Lord is a city,
30652|And His hands are a hundred thousand."_
30652|I have heard men say,--when they are dead,--
30652|"The more the pity."
30652|I have heard women say,--when they are married
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30652|For in that rocking cradle was a child,
30652|A child of the world of the world of the world,
30652|A child of the mother of the world of the world,
30652|A child of the rich and the poor; and it looked
30652|A little at the night and at the sun.
30652|And the woman who bore it said: "This is the sun;
30652|This is the baby that I gave my child;
30652|Heaven heal us if we ever see him more,
30652|The sun and the baby that I gave my child!"
30652|So all the poor men who live on the plain
30652|Have pity on this rocking cradle, and cry.
30652|For when this rocking cradle, the cradle of a child
30652|Is shaking in the winds, it is the child
30652|Of the world of the world of the world of the world,
30652|Born of that mother of the world of the world
30652|Who died when the babe was an hour old.
30652|The child, like a witch, is labouring still
30652|And the women of the land are faint and sick,
30652|And the great dead are coming and going out
30652|And the land is yet too weary to sleep.
30652|The woman of the land is too tired to weep
30652|Because she has heard the star-winds call.
30652|But the child that she gave her child to keep
30652|Has walked through the night and over the plain
30652|And gone to the dawn, and gone to the dawn.
30652|It is the child, and I know not what to say:
30652|It is the child and I know not what to do.
30652|_I see the man that was my friend
30652|Stooping under the sand to pray;
30652|And I know the poor old man that died
30652|In the arms of the priest, for he was old;
30652|But I hear the last faint beating note
30652|Of the winged kite's long call.
30652|And I think of the grey church-bells that ring
30652|With the sound of the people's prayer,
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30652|In a little garden with a vine on the roof,
30652|A child came running up the road.
30652|His eyes were brown and his face was white,
30652|His crooked teeth were as a beard;
30652|And, as he came nearer and nearer,
30652|He whispered, "Who is it shouts,
30652|I wonder, who is that there at the gate?"
30652|And the girl answered, "He who sits there,
30652|I think it is the priest;
30652|He is a long, long way from home
30652|And the neighbours know him not."
30652|"But, sir," said he, "I know the voice
30652|That shouts and calls before the door,
30652|When all the world is asleep;
30652|And, if I hear it right,
30652|It is the bell that tells the time."
30652|In the fair morning sun,
30652|The bell chimed and the world grew green,
30652|And he who went before
30652|Sang out and clave the hearts of men;
30652|And when he ceased, the world grew young.
30652|And when he ceased, he stood before
30652|The gates of the New World,
30652|And clapped his hands and smiled, and cried,
30652|And clapped again, and cried again,
30652|And clapped with such great noise,
30652|And clapped with such great noise,
30652|And clapped, and clapped, and cried.
30652|And when he ceased, the world grew young.
30652|The child passed to the lands where men
30652|Were not of flesh and blood;
30652|The maid with her curly hair
30652|Took him by the hand and said:
30652|"If you and I were only able
30652|To hear the clap of the world's feet
30652|We would forget our pain,
30652|We would go down to the earth,
30652|We would go down to the earth,
30652|"For I am very old,
30652|And you are very young;
30652|And the earth is very small,
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30652|Far off the coming of a glittering white moon,
30652|And the shivering hands of the shiftless wind,
30652|And the wet rocks' hips with the unbroken slumber
30652|Of moonlit trees, and the leprous night wind
30652|Pattering a noise upon the lintel,
30652|And the noisy engine's clatter
30652|On the thin iron, and the little boy's
30652|Chattering teeth, and the mother's screaming,
30652|Are drowned in the wild uproar,
30652|And the long horses' quaking
30652|And the heavy silence
30652|And the terrible silence.
30652|The high walls' iron silence,
30652|And the great guns' thunder,
30652|The great guns' silence.
30652|Now the old witch of Salem
30652|Is sitting in the rocking-chair of the chair of death.
30652|The light of the stars is on her face.
30652|She will not wake,
30652|And the night is quiet.
30652|She has heard the rushing of the sea
30652|And the echoing of the hills,
30652|And the pounding of the storms on the sky.
30652|But she is dark, and the silence
30652|In the rocking-chair of the chair of death
30652|Is like the silence of the water
30652|That follows the rushing of the sea
30652|And the echoing of the hills.
30652|The moon is hid by the waves of the sea
30652|And the wind is on the pines.
30652|The thunder is on the mountains.
30652|The heavy thunder
30652|Is like the thunder of the winds
30652|That have beaten at the door of the seas
30652|And shaken at the hinges of the sky
30652|And shook the trees.
30652|The heavy thunder of the sea
30652|Is like the sound of rain
30652|On the feet of the mariners
30652|As they go sailing on the sea.
30652|And the wind of the mountains
30652|Is like the rolling of the clouds
30652|In the dark of the cloudy sky.
30652|And the
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30652|And now my power to shudder is gone,
30652|For I am at rest; and lo, at last
30652|A clearness falls upon my heart, and it is
30652|Not death that it foretells, but peace; and I
30652|Sigh for the cry of the beasts, and the cry
30652|Of the wild birds; and the great God is heard
30652|In the voice of the children, and I know
30652|That I shall never more see the way of their feet.
30652|Oh, my life is a tall ship, and I am a man
30652|Under its rudder; and my heart is a small boat
30652|Bearing my small hopes, the very sails
30652|That are my sorrow.
30652|But the sea
30652|Has given me up the ghost,
30652|And the great God of the sea
30652|Pausing at the doorway, sits on the throne
30652|And smiles upon His people.
30652|_For the sea is a king, and the sea is a king
30652|And my soul shall not be bruised;_
30652|_But I shall see my heart again, and I shall know
30652|The joy of the heart of the sea.
30652|_For the sea is a king, and the sea is a king,
30652|And my heart shall not be bruised;_
30652|_But I shall see my heart again, and I shall know
30652|The joy of the heart of the sea._
30652|There was a time when the world was white with meadows,
30652|And the rose-wreathed woods, and the sea.
30652|And the world was light with the love of life,
30652|And the sea was the sea.
30652|And the sea was the sea, and the sea was the world,
30652|And I shall be with the sea again.
30652|_For the sea is a king, and the sea is a king,
30652|And my soul shall not be bruised;_
30652|_But I shall see my heart again, and I shall know
30652|The joy of the heart of the sea._
30652|_For
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30652|O'er the calm heavens, a great wave swept before
30652|The cradle of a woman, rocking like the sea.
30652|The earth-monster of ignorance, dark, grey,
30652|The magician of ignorance, like the sea.
30652|The steep of the mountain-top, where the ship
30652|Pants and the wind blows, the wind-mills, and the trees,
30652|Melt into wan shadows; on the slope's brow
30652|The shadow of the old ruin; over all,
30652|The wind's wave, the thunder's wave, as they pass
30652|In mad, convulsive sway.
30652|The old church tower,
30652|The little garden-home where the old man died,
30652|The sea-bank, with its dim sea-water. The
30652|The hills on either hand, and the hills behind
30652|That lie before, are lonely; and the song
30652|Of the sea-wave, with that tremulous sound
30652|The rain-clouds give, are weary, and the rain-clouds hide
30652|The earth-clouds.
30652|O strong sea-wave of the hills, the wind-mills beat
30652|Against thee, a tide of human sorrow; thy
30652|Peal of the sea-wave is a flutter of wings
30652|Before the march of man.
30652|The sea-crust
30652|Is all the rest, the sea-crust, the sea-crust, the
30652|Great huge sea-crust, with its vast folds of white,
30652|And the small sea-sponges; and the sea-sponges, dark
30652|With their leaves of marish, and their spikes of black.
30652|The wind-clouds shake them down, and a long time
30652|The winds do slumber; but, as a sudden fire
30652|Springs up within them, they are quickened all
30652|With sudden heat; and on the plain of the plain
30652|The wind-clouds are smitten, and the great waves of
30652|The sea-wave are pierced.
30652|I
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30652|The shades that came to cover up the sky
30652|Have fled; the morning is all one long cry.
30652|The night is coming on, with the morning's sun
30652|Caught in the cloven hoofs of the rising morn.
30652|Oh, she will follow after, following with me
30652|The star-light of the morning, following her
30652|Across the wide sea of the gods to God,
30652|The way that he goes: the way of dreams
30652|And the long road of dreams.
30652|(Written in the Spring of the following year.)
30652|Dear, dear, how do you do?
30652|How is your baby?
30652|Well, my dear, you never did.
30652|I've been thinking about
30652|Your little father,
30652|And about the things that you've been doing.
30652|It's true I haven't been
30652|A very very good husband;
30652|And having been, I must say I'm not,
30652|With all my heart, a very bad father.
30652|But there's a reason why
30652|I always say what's true;
30652|And I'm going to tell you a very plain one.
30652|I shall never, never, never, never,
30652|After all these years,
30652|Find any one to blame,
30652|And, if I do, say it very plain.
30652|I mean no harm, my dear,
30652|To any one I meet;
30652|I do no harm at all;
30652|And that's the way I always feel about you.
30652|I do no harm at all.
30652|There was a time when it seemed to me
30652|That you would come and comfort me.
30652|I had no fear of the worst;
30652|You said, "You will be well,
30652|I only wish to know
30652|What has become of my father."
30652|"Well," you said, "how do you like your father?
30652|He's rather old, and he must go
30652|In the churchyard somewhere
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30652|And as I look the long clouds of the desert
30652|Grow thicker, and the unquiet years go past,
30652|And all around me like a wintry wind
30652|Shrills through the numbing weight of silence
30652|The roar of some fantastic desert sea,
30652|And all my vision fades and drifts and swerves
30652|In a swirling whirl of whirling shadows;
30652|And I think, the awful, grand Second Coming
30652|Is near.
30652|In the dusk when the boughs are green and the wind
30652|Shrill as a trumpet with the wild rain
30652|Sings through the garden, and the lilac bells
30652|Ring in a merry glee,
30652|All darkling I dream.
30652|The great black clouds, over the weary world,
30652|Climb in their ponderous sleep;
30652|And the white moon
30652|Is a thin pale light
30652|Upon the weary sky.
30652|And there in the dark, when the boughs are green,
30652|And the wind shrills and sings,
30652|The lilac bells are ringing a merry glee,
30652|And the red stars go by.
30652|Then suddenly from the dark I start
30652|To hear the coming feet;
30652|The great black clouds, over the weary world,
30652|Clang down on the weary land;
30652|And the white moon, like a naked sword,
30652|Steals through the heavy night.
30652|Then the great black clouds are blown away,
30652|And the white moon
30652|Is a pale light on the weary sky.
30652|The dawn is like a silent knife,
30652|Till in the sky the sun
30652|Has caught the fiery body of the moon.
30652|And down the dark I see the Prince,
30652|And in the red sky
30652|The arms of the great black dragon stretch;
30652|And in the blue sky
30652|The hands of the great black dragon stretch;
30652|And on the black sea a ship is borne,
30652|And
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30652|The town-clock strikes the hour for going to bed,
30652|And I wake, and start, and think of what has happened;
30652|I think of all the blind men in the land of Egypt,
30652|I think of the madness that has filled the world,
30652|I think of what I saw in Rome in time of Nero,
30652|And of the blood and of the laughter of the gods
30652|In the dark of what was to be a new Nero's cradle.
30652|The morning came and the dark rose over all
30652|Until it gleamed upon the pale fluted rock,
30652|And the stars burned like iron in the sun's fierce eye.
30652|A woman came with little bells in her hand,
30652|I think, and cried, "Let us go to sleep," and she led
30652|Me in beside her in the cold, bright darkness,
30652|And we went into sleep, and lay like shadows
30652|Over the white faces of the bare white walls
30652|In the little house I knew so long ago,
30652|I did not know that we were gone, and I did not know
30652|That I should see again the old white-washed church,
30652|And the high and white obelisks, and the brazen heavens
30652|Above the hall where I sat and dreamed and dreamed.
30652|When you and I have gone up the hill
30652|By the hedge that leans up under the stile,
30652|Where the blackberry bushes make a wall,
30652|And the blackthorn, the royal violet,
30652|Are in tall green groups by the yellow grass,
30652|And the blackbird sings the anthem old
30652|In the grass at our side,
30652|And the grey goose flits in between the pines,
30652|And the little gray rooks carry home
30652|Their babies, that they name Garlie and I,
30652|In the moonlight and the stars,
30652|We shall come again to the grassy slope,
30652|And our voices, though sweet, shall be still
30652|Like the dew on the roses of June,
30652|Will be
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30652|Not yet, not yet! The day-star of the night
30652|Is dropped in the desert, as a man may drop
30652|A needle on the dew: a star, a crown,
30652|A little windpipe, or a feather blown
30652|Upon the air, will pass into the sand
30652|And bloom a desert star. And yet, not yet.
30652|And yet, not yet! the time will come, in truth,
30652|When nothing more shall pass and all be still
30652|Than the sky, and the sun, and the sun's self
30652|Hold silence, and the dead. Then the cock
30652|Will crow; and the white falcon will fly aloft
30652|And seek her mate; and the wind, as it goes,
30652|Will quiver and waken; and the dead will come
30652|To be born in the fresh desert; and thou
30652|Shalt hear the rustle of the myrtle bushes
30652|When the long cradles of the dead are stirred,
30652|And the new life born in the desert springs
30652|Out of the dust.
30652|And when the God, the Lord, the Mighty One,
30652|Shall turn him
30652|Into his likeness, and the soul shall hear
30652|The voice of God, and the sun and the moon
30652|Shall shine on him, and the life-bringing stars
30652|Shall pour in love upon him, and His eyes
30652|Be born upon him, and all things be good
30652|In his sight; and there will be no more night
30652|And no more dark.
30652|Shall be born of him, and live and reign and reign
30652|Over the dead and the near and far;
30652|For God is born, and His time is the day.
30652|"Where is the sea?" she said.
30652|The sea was at its utmost verge,
30652|But ever and anon would grow
30652|And lighten into green and blue
30652|And pass away.
30652|The sea was at its height;
30652|The waves were as
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30652|The dawn grows deep, the sand is bright,
30652|I hear the sound of young feet
30652|And of the herd's moan.
30652|No mist of weeping, no sound of sin
30652|Hath fallen on my ear;
30652|No storm that stirs the world in winter
30652|Has touched my soul with fear.
30652|The whole of earth and of the sea
30652|Is awake, and I awake.
30652|In my great consciousness, I see afar
30652|The whole world loom before me,
30652|And I, from this same loom, hear the voice
30652|Of all men speak in me.
30652|I speak the things that be;
30652|I know the things that be,
30652|The mist of weeping, the sound of sin,
30652|The sound of the herd's moan.
30652|The earth is fair, and the sea is true;
30652|The air is clear and bright;
30652|The sky is full of starry light,
30652|And I am strong and free.
30652|I speak the things that be;
30652|I know the things that be,
30652|The sun is bright, the air is bright,
30652|The sky is full of starry light,
30652|And I am strong and free.
30652|I speak the things that be;
30652|I know the things that be,
30652|I sleep and do not weep,
30652|I have my rest and sleep,
30652|And I am strong and free.
30652|I speak the things that be;
30652|I know the things that be,
30652|The heaven is bright and deep,
30652|The earth is bright and bright,
30652|And I am strong and free.
30652|I speak the words that be;
30652|I know the words that be,
30652|And the grave is bright and bright,
30652|And I am strong and free.
30652|There is no day to day,
30652|There is no night to night,
30652|There is no future, no fear,
30652|No sorrow, no
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30652|The laughter rings; the drums beat; the trumpets blow;
30652|The long legions of the stars come marching by
30652|In funeral silence; and I know
30652|That in the very place of it all,
30652|Behind the mount of blindness, there is a weeping babe.
30652|The vision of the new life is not quite dead,
30652|But it is restless in the shadow of the past;
30652|And something beckons, like a pale lost soul,
30652|That from its place of death may pass away.
30652|What! shall I take him in my arms to lay
30652|In my warm arms to sleep?
30652|"Yes, bring him to me!"
30652|"Give him to me, for I will sing to him
30652|A psalm of praise to God."
30652|The vision of the new life is not quite dead,
30652|But it is restless in the shadow of the past;
30652|And something beckons, like a pale lost soul,
30652|That from its place of death may pass away.
30652|I sit in the midst of a garden,
30652|Where the golden-rod is leaning
30652|Against the moon, and in the shadow
30652|Of the trembling-lily drops a tear.
30652|The little leaf-lipped rose that shows its white
30652|By its dark and tender green
30652|And tells the lonely night to us
30652|Its night of many thoughts and dreams,
30652|And sings of flowers in the dawn
30652|That give it light and perfume
30652|And on the night-wind fall like dew
30652|The little leaves that wrap about
30652|The trembling-lily's head.
30652|Where the lily is, the rose is hidden,
30652|And in the shadow of the lily's face
30652|Is the little child's lone feet sleeping,
30652|And the little rose is lying.
30652|So shall I sing to my own child,
30652|And rest in her sweet breast;
30652|And wake at night and make my dream
30652|Of a new morning and a new heart.

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30652|Ah, who shall tell me of the wonder that is born
30652|In that thin voice of his that cries in the night?
30652|The voice of a child in the thick of the war,
30652|The voice of a little child with the grief of a mother.
30652|It is the voice of a child with a little-one's
30652|Grief, and the voice of a mother with a baby's death.
30652|It is the voice of a child in the darkness
30652|And the voice of a child with a little-one's laughter,
30652|And the voice of a child with a grave's dark oar-stroke
30652|And the voice of a little child with a grave's laughter.
30652|It is the voice of a little child with a grave's
30652|Laughter, and the voice of a little child with a grave's
30652|Lightsome laughter, and the voice of a little child
30652|With a grave's laughter, and the voice of a grave's
30652|Laughing, and the voice of a little child with a grave's
30652|Sad laughter, and the voice of a grave's
30652|Grief, and the voice of a little child with a grave's
30652|Grief's voice, and the voice of a grave's
30652|Loud lament for a little child with a grave's
30652|Sadness, and the voice of a little child with a grave's
30652|Sadness' little-one's laughter, and the voice
30652|Of the long day that has no dawn.
30652|And I know now that the whole world's laughter
30652|Is a thing of laughter.
30652|And I know now that the very sense of life
30652|Is a spirit's laughter;
30652|And I know now that the very soul of life
30652|Is a spirit's laughter;
30652|And I know now that the very heart of life
30652|Is a spirit's laughter.
30652|The morning of the world is not the morning,
30652|Nor any other morning.
30652|The morning of the world is not the morning
30652|Of stars that rise in heaven.
30652|The
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30652|And now I know, that in the quarter of a century
30652|That since the birth of this great prophet died,
30652|Three things have been accomplished and accomplished
30652|And that the coming of that child's-sport star
30652|Is sure to be an unquiet star.
30652|The first is that in his day the people
30652|Had hardly dared to be self-reliant;
30652|The second is that in the days to come
30652|We may see new forms of labour in them,
30652|For the third is that in the coming year
30652|We shall be able to stand on our feet,
30652|And be men, and be men independent,
30652|And be worthy of our fathers and mothers,
30652|And of our children and our wives and our wives' children,
30652|And not be slaves to the old order.
30652|For the old order at last is dead.
30652|We are weak; we are weak; we are weak;
30652|We are but vapour; we are stone;
30652|We are nothing; we are naught; we are nothing;
30652|We are bane; we are blight; we are pestilence;
30652|We are famine; we are fire; we are fire;
30652|We are death; we are God; we are God;
30652|We are cast forth; we are man; we are man;
30652|We are blight; we are blight; we are blight;
30652|We are plague; we are pestilence; we are pestilence;
30652|We are fire; we are fire; we are fire;
30652|We are nothing; we are naught; we are naught;
30652|We are bane; we are blight; we are blight;
30652|We are nothing; we are naught; we are nothing;
30652|We are bane; we are blight; we are blight;
30652|We are nothing; we are naught; we are nothing;
30652|We are bane; we are blight; we are bane;
30652|We are nothing; we are naught; we are nothing;
30652|We
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30652|Shall we go down to the desert? Shall we
30652|Tread down the waves of the sea and the sand?
30652|Or are the trees so tall and the windy rocks
30652|So narrow that the sky above them is hid?
30652|For when the night is broken by the sun,
30652|I think the great forest is like a dream
30652|In the great peace that is the shadow of him;
30652|I think that the grey land-caves are love,
30652|The fair-haired grass, the night-flowers, and the birds,
30652|The vast and peaceful leaves, the dust of men
30652|That is the silence of the earth and sky.
30652|And what is the silence, but the silence
30652|Of the smooth red sun upon the dark blue sea?
30652|And what is the sea-shell on the sand,
30652|But the silence of the sea and the sunset?
30652|Now I am weary of all things,
30652|The wood, the sky, the sea-shell, and the sea-shell,
30652|And the sunset-flames that flicker and hide
30652|In the shadow of the sea-shell and sand.
30652|But there is a wind to be heard
30652|That blows from the land of love and light,
30652|And a sound to be heard of the song
30652|That the gray land-caves make,
30652|When the great woods of the wildwood
30652|Breathe their fragrance from the mountains' green.
30652|I can hear the song of the wind and the rain
30652|And the shadow of the sea,
30652|And the sea-shell's sound that wakens the dreams
30652|And the voice of the grass and the stars' desire.
30652|A lonely night with no love or rest,
30652|And night-birds round the tree;
30652|A dark wood, deep in the shadow of the sea,
30652|And night-birds all the night long.
30652|There is no light in the land of the wildwood
30652|Where the sunset streams so low;
30652|And the dawn-wind shakes
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30652|The morn is like a stone
30652|That in the pond of Time
30652|Rushes past me, all alone,
30652|In sight of the far sky;
30652|Its speed is less than mine,
30652|But it has won the right to shine.
30652|It is not a face, but a flight
30652|Of wings, and a voice, and a heart
30652|That beats in the horizon far.
30652|The day is the wind-swept rose
30652|In a glory of light;
30652|And the wind-swept rose is mine,
30652|And the light of it is me.
30652|The moon is a soul that runs
30652|In the night through a troubled star;
30652|And the star is mine, and the soul,
30652|The soul of it is me.
30652|The night is a dream of sleep
30652|That makes a darkness of light
30652|In the heart of a heart of stone;
30652|And the heart of it is mine,
30652|And the heart of it is me.
30652|There is a voice in the night,
30652|And a voice in the night;
30652|And the voice in the night is mine,
30652|And the voice of it is me.
30652|And if I should die, and the world should pass away,
30652|And I should lie in the dust and be forgotten of men,
30652|And should not rise again from the body that is dust,
30652|Is that not a thing too sweet to remember?
30652|A voice in the night,
30652|And a voice in the night;
30652|And the voice in the night is mine,
30652|And the voice of it is me.
30652|The night is a woman with her face above the sea,
30652|The moon is her eyes; and her wings are the sky.
30652|And she stretches out her hands, with the face above the sea,
30652|And they make the silence sound as though it were music.
30652|The evening falls, and the stars shine out,
30652|And the star of the sea is a red
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30652|All round about the earth the blossom-wreath,
30652|That means the morning of the world, is girding,
30652|And what great bird shall cover it with wings
30652|Is trembling in its nest.
30652|The dawn is growing red; the grey clouds
30652|Flame up and down on the distant hills;
30652|The grass is all a-blossom, the tree
30652|Looks over the little gray church; the sun
30652|Has caught the whiteness of the morning air;
30652|The wind goes up and down the fresh green hills
30652|In the morning of the world.
30652|The little clouds are blowing; the dawn
30652|Is breaking into light; the sun has come;
30652|And lo! the world is a-springing green again
30652|In the morning of the world.
30652|I will not go to-day, for I have grown too old,
30652|Too worn and worn and old to stir the world with stir;
30652|I will not go to-day, for the poor wind is low
30652|That cuts the grass, and the poor grass is stony.
30652|I will not go to-day; I am worn out with toil;
30652|I am too old for school and all the pleasant things
30652|That youth and youth prefer to go to.
30652|I will not go to-day, for I am tired of love;
30652|Of all its blossom and all its fruit; of laughter
30652|And weeping; of songs and lovers; of all the pleasure
30652|That youth and youth prefer to go to.
30652|I will not go to-day; I have grown too old;
30652|Too worn and worn and worn out with toil and toil;
30652|I am too old for school and all the pleasant things
30652|That youth and youth prefer to go to.
30652|I will not go to-day, for I have grown too old;
30652|Too busy, and too sick, and too worn and worn;
30652|I will not go to-day; I have no strength left,
30652|And no desire to play
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30652|Out of the depths of the night I hear a voice
30652|Come whispering: "Have mercy on the weak;
30652|Give them not oversteeped with luxury;
30652|The wings of a dream were upon them dipped,
30652|When the three blest Kings unto the woman
30652|Were the whole earth and sky, and the sea and air.
30652|And she, the little woman, with her hair
30652|Of golden splendour in the sunset grey,
30652|And her holy spirit, like a golden thread,
30652|Wound round the starry temples of the King,
30652|Wound round the starry temples to her heart,
30652|The mirthful mirthful hearts of men and maids.
30652|But she, the little woman, with her hair
30652|Of golden splendour in the sunset grey,
30652|Is broken in the midst of all her dreams
30652|And shaken, as the bud of a poisonous flower.
30652|For she has come at last into her death;
30652|The shadow of the sea has driven before her
30652|The little woman's dream, and her heart,
30652|And shaken, as the bud of a poisonous flower.
30652|The bells are ringing madly in the air
30652|For the birth of the King of the World and the World,
30652|The King of the World and the King of Kings.
30652|But I will sit beside my glass of wine
30652|And drink the light through it, till the wine
30652|In the red lips of the moon shall have passed.
30652|And the bells are ringing madly in the air
30652|For the King of the World and the King of Kings,
30652|The King of the World and the King of Kings.
30652|I have seen the phantom of a queen
30652|Who sat with her hand upon her heart,
30652|And it was as if the tide of life
30652|Came like a wave to that unheeding breast,
30652|And, far away, the hidden sea,
30652|Like a sea-mist, broke in foam
30652|On the face of the beautiful.
30652
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30652|The stars are shaken from their chaliced places
30652|And shaken in their dreams, and now I know
30652|That the soul of the almighty King is still
30652|Still shaking the strong gold from its chains,
30652|Stretching out hands in benediction
30652|To the face of God.
30652|A great black cloud has rolled
30652|On the dawn of the dawn,
30652|That stretches its sway
30652|Beyond the purple west.
30652|And in the west there is a fog,
30652|And in the west there is a dark;
30652|And in the dark there is a gulf,
30652|And in the gulf a candle-light;
30652|And in the fog the white man swoons
30652|And in the fog the red man dead.
30652|I will wander down the dark
30652|That stretches its sway
30652|Beyond the purple west;
30652|But I will not find the King.
30652|I will wander down the dark
30652|And I will find him. I will find him
30652|I will find him!
30652|He will stand in the darkness
30652|With his hands outstretched
30652|For the poor weak thing
30652|That is weak to-day,
30652|For the poor weak thing that is King.
30652|"O cruel King," he will cry,
30652|"O King of Kings, I would have died
30652|Before I had let slip my breath."
30652|But he will not see;
30652|"I am proud," he will say
30652|As he lies in his coffin,
30652|"I am proud of my strength and youth."
30652|The eyes of his lovers in the darkness
30652|Have seen his loveliness
30652|And are gazing at him in vain;
30652|And he will not hear
30652|The feet of their longing hands,
30652|For the foolish heart of his lover
30652|Is out of his reach;
30652|And the heart of the King of Kings
30652|Is broken in twain.
30652|The little lips of his lovers

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30652|Here is the cradle, there the sound
30652|Of the mad river's tumultuous tide,
30652|And the reedy whispering of the sand
30652|On the rocky ledge, and the crash of the waves
30652|On the rock where the fleet sunbeam leaps
30652|With a sudden and red hot flame
30652|Into the sea: and the very waves
30652|Are ashes of the waves of the Second Coming,
30652|And one another.
30652|The hills are turned into ashes,
30652|The dunes into ashes;
30652|The sky is a blackened star,
30652|The river a crumbling wreck;
30652|The heavens are a ruined sky,
30652|The sea a flaming wreck.
30652|If I had a heart, a heart would I give it to thee,
30652|To-night; and to-night I have one.
30652|The sun sets, and the red sun sets,
30652|The stars rise, and the day is done;
30652|The night is gone up in the sky,
30652|The world is a broken sea.
30652|If I had a heart, a heart would I give it to thee,
30652|To-night; and to-night I have one.
30652|A storm is on the valley wind,
30652|The hills are ever blacker;
30652|The sky is a storm-beaten sky,
30652|The waves are blue, the wind a grey,
30652|The sky is a broken sea.
30652|If I had a heart, a heart would I give it to thee,
30652|To-night; and to-night I have one.
30652|Thou art a light that is in my eyes,
30652|A way that is in thy breath;
30652|I can let thy way unforth
30652|But I will not be afraid.
30652|I will not be afraid of the storm
30652|If thou, O my heart, art near.
30652|O my heart, O my heart, O my heart,
30652|Thou art a way that is in my eyes
30652|That is in thy breath.
30652|The
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30652|The child, whose cradle is the mountains,
30652|Drops down its tiny feet and looks at me,
30652|Till all the shadows of the dusky earth
30652|Grow into life and dance about his head,
30652|And all the earth and the wild birds are made
30652|Babies by the rocking cradle of his feet.
30652|What is the child that is rocking it?
30652|A little sandpiper, who thinks his nest
30652|Is a fine-mouthed bird that has seen the sky,
30652|And is glad to be asleep.
30652|How shall we make him wise
30652|If he cannot tell
30652|From a small stone nest to a great pearl house
30652|And from a royal throne to a slave's fate?
30652|What is the meaning of the night?
30652|We have a little flight of white pigeons
30652|That are flying all night long
30652|Down the slope of the hill.
30652|They are the pigeons that I love
30652|In the big-hat, with the small-hat on their heads,
30652|And they sing to me in the hollows of their wings;
30652|And when the pigeons sing,
30652|I know what is the meaning of the night.
30652|When the night comes, and it is dark,
30652|And the darkness falls,
30652|And the towers are black against the light,
30652|And the roads grow dark too,
30652|And the trees are silent as a ghost,
30652|And the sky grows dark between
30652|The dark and the light,
30652|And a strange sweet wind, as of a soul
30652|That waits for the night,
30652|Is a creeping wind,
30652|And the night is gone,
30652|And the great wall of dark is blown,
30652|And the road is dark too;
30652|And the air is white
30652|And the night is gone,
30652|And the wind is white
30652|As the heart that breaks.
30652|I have a dream that is terrible;
30652|It is like a spirit that
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30652|The Lord hath come in a miracle of breath,
30652|And smote the earth with mighty hand;
30652|And the sky was rent asunder with a roar
30652|Of thunderous feet as the black King strode
30652|Into the darkness, as the Lord shall do
30652|When the work is done, the trial and the fear.
30652|The Lord hath come, and a wild light shone
30652|Across the gloom; and He is like a bride
30652|That sings and waves her little hand
30652|In the great wilderness, where the hardy wild
30652|Hath spread its little tent
30652|In the dappled midnight; and the tiny stars
30652|Are out in the uttermost heaven,
30652|And the little stars are out in the uttermost heaven.
30652|The Lord is like a man that hath cast away
30652|His head in the midst of a fiery tribe
30652|Of women, all shouting with one cry,
30652|"Why dost thou throw away thy youth away?"
30652|And the Lord is like a man that hath cast away
30652|His life, that his wife and children should be poor,
30652|And the Lord is like a man that hath cast away
30652|His life, and the cost thereof, and the cost thereof.
30652|The Lord is like a man that hath been greatly mocked
30652|And disgraced in the world, and the day
30652|Of his punishment is as a day
30652|That is not long in the sun.
30652|The Lord is like a man that hath been terribly
30652|granted, and his wife and children now
30652|Beneath his roof shall sleep.
30652|The Lord is like a man that hath taken the blame
30652|Of his own house, and hath hung his head,
30652|And is now grown very old.
30652|The Lord is like a man that hath given up the ghost
30652|And his own house, and the word of his God
30652|And his own wife, and his children's children
30652|Shall be free from his yoke.
30652|The Lord is like a man that hath been terribly
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30652|The earthquake stirs, and the stars shine clear,
30652|But I cannot see my angels!
30652|I hear the cry of a child, and my heart
30652|Is sobbing with joy:--
30652|"It is the holy child that is born to-day!
30652|The child that was drunk with fish on the way,
30652|And the horses are breaking, and the people crying."
30652|And I cannot see my demons, and I know
30652|That an old man who is kneeling by the boy,
30652|Sobbing on the bare floor, and wailing loud,
30652|Is of a broken heart; and I know
30652|That the black men and the men in the night,
30652|Are weeping, and the great priests are weeping,
30652|And the black blood is in their veins.
30652|They say that the evil days are coming
30652|When the high-minded man will measure his life
30652|By the number of his thorns; and when the priest
30652|Will pray for souls to be sanctified
30652|By the number of their sins, I know
30652|That the people will be crying.
30652|The valleys of the sea and the lands
30652|Have sent up a cry, and the kings of the world
30652|Have knelt at the altar and prayed aloud.
30652|The grass is turned to ash, and the flowers
30652|Have grown wild as a wolf's fang; the things
30652|Are strange as they are strange; and the boys
30652|Have driven the thunder from their feet
30652|And there is not any room for the birds.
30652|The grass is turned to ash, and the flowers
30652|Have grown wild as a wolf's fang; the waters
30652|Lie white, and the children are waiting for God
30652|With their hair blown backwards in a wild wind,
30652|And their eyes with tears.
30652|The grass is turned to ash, and the flowers
30652|Have grown wild as a wolf's fang; the winds
30652|Lie still, and the children are waiting for God
30652|In the darkness and the rain.

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30652|Or is it the strong tumult of a drum
30652|That stirs the wild echoes of the great sea
30652|That I hear?
30652|Still, as I think, I hear the sound of the drum;
30652|Like the sound of a loud water-course of the sea,
30652|Or the rushing of a river, or the roar
30652|Of a wind upon the salt sea-sand.
30652|The last hour's joy and the first half-hour's gloom,
30652|Are joined in one terrible eclipse;
30652|And all the walls of the old town in ruins
30652|Are one great flood of darkness and sand.
30652|The old town, that is not a city,
30652|Is a vast desert of sand.
30652|And on the sands I stand, looking out
30652|At the vast sea-line.
30652|And the sand and the sea are one.
30652|And as I look I think of all the days,
30652|When my life was pure and fair,
30652|And of all the lives that were the same
30652|Or higher or lower,
30652|When the hours were many and the hours were few,
30652|And the stars were many and the winds were few,
30652|And all the air was full of life,
30652|And I loved the days that were the same
30652|Or higher or lower,
30652|When the hours were few and the hours were few.
30652|The sands are one to me,
30652|The sky is full of stars,
30652|The sea is full of sleep.
30652|And I lie in the hours of day,
30652|And the white sand slouches there
30652|And the sand is wet and white,
30652|And I dream of the day that is gone,
30652|And I lie in the hours of night,
30652|And the sky is dark with the stars,
30652|And the sea is dark with the sand.
30652|I lie in the hours of night,
30652|And I hear the great sky break,
30652|And the wind goes sighing through the sand,
30652|And the sand
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30652|The sand-walls, the barriers, the death-barred gates,
30652|Are riven, and up the ramparts fling high
30652|The great black stones that say, "Behold the King!"
30652|They are no more things of the world to me;
30652|The silence breaks as in the morning falls,
30652|And in the silence rises the clear trump of the coming
30652|Chariot of the Just.
30652|The stately chariot wheels come to a halt
30652|As over the dark hills of the just man's land;
30652|The rolling thunder of the wheel it brings
30652|And the great snorting of the flaming wheels,
30652|And the long rattle of the wheels that stand
30652|On the rock-bound continent of the dark night.
30652|And the great wheels, that circle the earth with a line
30652|Doing their work with a steadfast purpose,
30652|Look up to the stars and cry, "Behold the King!"
30652|In the darkness of the waiting car
30652|A noise of the great wheels and the voice of the wind
30652|Is a cry and a glory to the heart
30652|Of the great earth.
30652|The morning of a new year
30652|Is one with the old;
30652|We are not sure as of old
30652|How much sun is here.
30652|We are not sure how far away
30652|The cloud-flecks are,
30652|Or how the little dark hills
30652|Rise up again.
30652|The little dark hills rise up
30652|From the valley's bed;
30652|They are no more than grey
30652|Gray hills that are between
30652|The valley and the town
30652|That is half in the town
30652|Where the water flows.
30652|The valley is not there,
30652|It is not there at all;
30652|The river has ceased to flow,
30652|The river has ceased to be;
30652|The trees are not as green
30652|As they were, a year ago,
30652|And the grass is not as green
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30652|There is no noise in the wide street,
30652|There is no clamour in the air,
30652|But the wind sings in the windmill
30652|And the birds sing in the corn;
30652|The cloud is like a ship that goes
30652|And the sun is like a ship that stays.
30652|The wind has a long, long tongue,
30652|The sun has a long, long face;
30652|The wind is like a ship that goes
30652|And the birds sing in the corn.
30652|The wind is the ship and the sun is the ship,
30652|The corn is the ship and the sun is the ship;
30652|But the wind is the ship of my soul
30652|And the sun is the ship that stays.
30652|We know the great ship keeps the road
30652|Till the end of all things at last,
30652|The ship that stays till the end of time
30652|To the end of the land on the sea.
30652|We know that there is more than sleep
30652|In the ship that stays till the end of time.
30652|And we know, by the ship that stays
30652|All the way from the end of time
30652|To the end of the land on the sea,
30652|That there is more than sleep in the ship.
30652|The stars are far from the lonely hill,
30652|The clouds are faint in the west,
30652|The trees are bare in the windy wood
30652|And the wind is off the sea;
30652|The moon is not there in the sky
30652|When the ship goes out to sea;
30652|The wind is off the sea in the moon
30652|And off the wind in the wind
30652|And the moon is off the ship in the night
30652|When the ship goes out to sea.
30652|But the stars are far from the lonely hill,
30652|The clouds are faint in the west,
30652|The trees are faint in the windy wood
30652|And the wind is off the sea;
30652|And the moon is far from the lonely hill
30652|When the ship goes
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30652|And I have known the moon to roll from sky
30652|To sea; and the red sun to glare on a sky
30652|Of blood and pearl; and then the wind to shake
30652|Over the heaving darkness, till the blood
30652|Of the faint midnight poured on the dazed earth;
30652|And then the moon to rise and follow the sun
30652|Unheeded; and then the wind to rise and blow
30652|Over the graves of the dead, and sleep.
30652|The nightingale of all the world
30652|Hath never sung to me
30652|An hour with a spirit-like voice
30652|Beyond the wildest sound.
30652|The nightingale hath never sung
30652|A note as sweet as this,
30652|And yet I know that the sweet note
30652|Has borne it far away.
30652|When the nightingale hath sung
30652|A note as sweet as this,
30652|And I had learned the road it went in,
30652|I would seek in all the world
30652|The sweetest mood of all.
30652|But I am weary of the way,
30652|And the sweet voice is not mine,
30652|And the sweet mood hath borne me on
30652|To other joys and more.
30652|For the moon hath never borne me
30652|A note as fair as this,
30652|And the sweet voice of all the world
30652|Hath never found me there.
30652|I sat by the mistletoe
30652|Of the brown sea's misty shore,
30652|And the mistletoe was fragrant
30652|As the breath of the summer sea.
30652|I sat by the mistletoe
30652|And I murmured o'er its heart,
30652|And the mistletoe murmured: "Say,
30652|Is it long ago, my love?
30652|Did my heart wake from the dead,
30652|Or do my eyes have dreamed again?"
30652|"O love, your heart has dreamed again,
30652|And long ago have we parted.
30652|"But we are coming
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30652|A face that was as a thing of light
30652|And was as light, a voice that was as a thing of sound,
30652|And was as sound, a voice that was as a thing of song,
30652|And was as song, a voice that was as a thing of light,
30652|A thing of light, a voice that was as a thing of light,
30652|A face that was as a thing of light and was as light,
30652|And was as light as a bird's wing and was as song as light,
30652|And was as light as a bird's wing, a voice that was as song.
30652|It is the last morn of all the year:
30652|A day without star or moon
30652|Is a great thing in the night,
30652|A day without stars is a sin.
30652|It is the last laugh of all the year:
30652|A laugh without joy or pain,
30652|A laugh without joy is a sin.
30652|It is the last cry of all the year:
30652|A cry without scorn or praise,
30652|A cry without scorn is a sin.
30652|It is the last song of all the year:
30652|A song without all scorn or shame,
30652|A song without all shame is a sin.
30652|Oh, the clear moon!
30652|It shines a thousand years like flame,
30652|It sings a thousand songs like flame,
30652|It fills the world with its clear song,
30652|It calls on earth in a thousand ways;
30652|It makes the stars shine like candles,
30652|It calls on night and day;
30652|It makes the wind to sing in the trees,
30652|It calls on earth like a flute.
30652|I will not sing for ever,
30652|The way I sing not,
30652|As I live not.
30652|I will not sing to the wind,
30652|Or the moon's blue glare,
30652|Or the crimson glow of stars.
30652|I will not sing for ever
30652|As I sing not,
30652|As I live not.

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30652|I know that in the lochs the wind is heard,
30652|That in the weary fields the wild-fowl sleeps,
30652|That in the forest nights are full of stars,
30652|That in the city bell is blown and the moon.
30652|The dark is come, the morning is come,
30652|The wind is up and the moon is bright,
30652|And life is full of song and love and power,
30652|And the voice of the land is fair and free.
30652|The sea is weary of the whelming foam,
30652|The red sun looks on the foam and dreams,
30652|The deep is weary of the whelming foam,
30652|The wind is up and the moon is bright;
30652|The sea is weary of the whelming foam,
30652|But the land is weary of the sea,
30652|And the land is weary of the whelming foam,
30652|And the little child in the cradle lies.
30652|The wind is up and the wind is bright,
30652|And out of the dawn the fog comes thick;
30652|The red sun looks on the fog and dreams,
30652|But the little child is wrapped in sleep.
30652|The wind is up and the wind is bright,
30652|And out of the light the moon is dim;
30652|The red sun looks on the moon and dreams,
30652|But the little child is sleeping in a dream.
30652|The wind is up and the wind is dark,
30652|And in the night the sea-wind wakes and laughs;
30652|The red sun looks on the sea and dreams,
30652|But the little child is dreaming in a ball.
30652|The wind is up and the wind is dark,
30652|And in the night the sea-wind wakes and laughs,
30652|But the little child is laughing in a glass.
30652|He sees the sea-birds flying and the land-birds dreaming,
30652|And he laughs at all the wind-wakens' laughter and light.
30652|_Loudly_, _cannily_, _inly_, _abosnothely_.
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30652|He does not come, nor will come, or the time arrive
30652|When he shall come, the Vision of the Sea,
30652|Whose face is like a rattle in a jar;
30652|But the great Vision that faces Time,
30652|In the end, shall come to be a man.
30652|The dawn is in the sand,
30652|And the pale light goes up from the sea
30652|To cover the shore and the sky.
30652|All the world is topsy turvy
30652|And a whirlpool of grey mist;
30652|But out in the windy dawn,
30652|A speck that is white in the sun,
30652|You seem to be somewhere.
30652|The wind is an eagle in his flight,
30652|He flies to the east of the sky,
30652|And there is a darkness like the night
30652|Under the eagle.
30652|The wind is an eagle in his flight
30652|And the wind is an eagle of flame;
30652|But out in the world that is wide
30652|There is a darkness like a sea
30652|Under the eagle.
30652|The wind is an eagle in his flight
30652|And the wind is an eagle of death;
30652|But out in the world that is small
30652|There is a twilight like a soul
30652|In the wind.
30652|There is a silence in the wind
30652|And a silence in the world of men,
30652|And a silence in the hour that lies
30652|Between us and the dawn.
30652|There is a silence in the wind
30652|And a silence in the years to be,
30652|And a silence in the hand that lies
30652|At the dawn.
30652|There is a silence in the wind
30652|And a silence in the flying hours
30652|That feed the hearts that are dead;
30652|There is a silence in the wind
30652|And a silence in the flying hours
30652|That feed the hearts that are dead.
30652|There is a silence in the wind
30652|And a silence in the flying hours
30652
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30652|O for a wind to blow over the dark!
30652|For a little wind to blow over the dark!
30652|O for a river to roll to the sea!
30652|O for a sun to shine on the dark!
30652|O for the dawn to break in the dark!
30652|For a rock to fall in the dark!
30652|The darkness drops again; but the image,
30652|Propped up against a rock, is now gone out
30652|From its place on the desert sand.
30652|Where are the birds?
30652|They are flying
30652|In the air,
30652|And the flowers
30652|And the grass
30652|Are all singing
30652|To the light
30652|Of the sun.
30652|They are flying
30652|In the air
30652|And the flowers
30652|And the grass
30652|All night long
30652|Weeping Night.
30652|For a wind to blow
30652|Over the sea
30652|To roll
30652|The great world
30652|To the shore.
30652|Where are the sun and the moon?
30652|And where is the moon?
30652|And where is the wind?
30652|And where is the wind?
30652|And where is the sun?
30652|And where is the sun?
30652|And where is the wind?
30652|Where is the wind that's blown
30652|All night long
30652|Like a great flame
30652|Over the sea?
30652|And where is the wind that's blown
30652|All night long
30652|Like a flame
30652|Over the sea?
30652|Where is the moon and wind?
30652|And where is the moon?
30652|And where is the wind that's blown
30652|All night long
30652|Like a fire?
30652|And where is the fire that's burning?
30652|And where is the wind that's blown
30652|All night long
30652|Like a fire?
30652|And where is the wind that's blown
30652|Over the sea?
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30652|The mighty river of the world
30652|Steeps and falls through the hands of Man;
30652|And the shallows rise and fall
30652|Like the long silent waves
30652|Tossing in the restless skies.
30652|A man with sandalled feet that strays,
30652|And strays and strays and strays,
30652|And ever to the end of days
30652|The sand shall meet and he shall die.
30652|A man with eyes that know no dream,
30652|And the sea shall be his end;
30652|The waves shall feast upon his bones
30652|And he shall lie as one asleep.
30652|The sands shall break and the sands shall heal
30652|As of old, as of old,
30652|And never a word of any speech
30652|Shall pass from mouth to mouth.
30652|The waves shall feast upon his flesh
30652|And he shall be as one asleep.
30652|A man with burning brows and eyes
30652|That know not the soft light of night;
30652|And ever the waves that troubled him
30652|Are still and strange to him.
30652|And ever the sands that creep
30652|And never a voice to cry,
30652|Shall break and are unbroken as the stones
30652|The sea-winds scatter.
30652|The waves shall foam and the sands shall burn,
30652|And the sea shall be the place
30652|Where all men shall sleep and be happy
30652|And never a word of any tongue.
30652|The sea shall be the place of sleep,
30652|The sea shall be the place of sleep;
30652|And he shall lie as one sleeps
30652|Where all men shall lie as one lies.
30652|I know not the reason, I know not the why,
30652|But here I know my love, my love I see,
30652|He is of mine, he is of mine and he is dead.
30652|The lily of the vale and the rose of the hill
30652|Have a beauty and a glory for ever;
30652|The lily is fairer than the rose
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30652|Across the hills the Old World rolls like a wave
30652|On the far inland shore;
30652|A dark red path, with no light to guide it on,
30652|Along the windy coast of the sea.
30652|The wind blows hard and the sea surges on,
30652|And the great billows are white and red;
30652|The long white crescent-crowned moon shines down
30652|On the far inland shore of the sea.
30652|They've taken my mate and the rest
30652|And are hunting for the sky.
30652|They're going to climb up on a mast and set sail
30652|And see the land in the distance,
30652|Where there's nothing but the wind and the sea.
30652|They've wounded him with a dart
30652|And left him lying on the sea.
30652|The sea is rolling around him.
30652|They've buried his heart in the sand.
30652|They're going to set sail and see the land in the distance,
30652|Where there's nothing but the wind and the sea.
30652|They're carrying his coffin on board
30652|And setting sail for the land in the sea.
30652|I sit by the mast and I watch the wind
30652|As it rushes past me over the sea.
30652|It breaks and breaks against the red sails,
30652|And goes like a sea-bird's flight
30652|Across the waves of the Old World.
30652|The old world rolls away like a leaf
30652|When the wind blows hard on the sea.
30652|I sit by the mast and I watch the sea
30652|As it rolls away from me.
30652|I hear the sea's great cry
30652|And the wind's long roar.
30652|It breaks and goes against the red sails
30652|And breaks and goes like a sea-bird's flight
30652|Across the waves of the Old World.
30652|I sit by the mast with my eyes on the sea,
30652|And my heart's at rest;
30652|And I hear the sea's great cry
30652|And the wind's long roar.
30652|The
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30652|O my friends, I stand upon the waste
30652|Of the waste earth; and the waste of skies.
30652|The grass is turned to blood; and all the skies
30652|Are wet with the dark blood of my blood;
30652|And all the desolate sand is wet
30652|With the sweat of the desert, and my body is raw.
30652|I stand upon the wastes of the waste earth;
30652|I am made sick of the waste of heaven;
30652|And I know that the Second Coming is at hand.
30652|_My name is David._
30652|Now that you have heard the strange and wonderful things that befell me,
30652|_My name is David._
30652|I went into a field, and plucked seven sheaves,
30652|And mixed them with the other sheaves of barley;
30652|And I laid them upon the sheaves of barley,
30652|To see what should come first.
30652|_My name is David._
30652|The first to come was the first to be chosen,
30652|For he was lean and he was stout and he was strong;
30652|And the ears of corn were tiniest,
30652|And the ears of barley were the largest.
30652|_My name is David._
30652|The second was the third of the first of sheaves,
30652|And he was light of foot and light of foot of foot;
30652|And the wings of the oxen were not eased,
30652|For the ears of corn were sodden and sodden.
30652|_My name is David._
30652|The fourth was the fifth of the first of sheaves,
30652|And he was not very tall and he was not very weak;
30652|And the eyes of the sheep were sodden and sodden,
30652|And the ears of corn were sodden and sodden.
30652|_My name is David._
30652|The sixth of the first of sheaves,
30652|And he was very fat and very fat was he;
30652|And the scourings of the asses of Eden
30652|Were sodden and sodd
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30652|They say that after that He rose with a cry
30652|And stood in the fire, and that three kings came forth
30652|And smote the rock; but what do I say?
30652|The sun is not risen yet, and I am but a child.
30652|The sun is not risen yet, and all the stars
30652|Are pale in their bright heavens; and, lo, I see
30652|The whole earth is awake, and for the first time
30652|Beneath the Cross the bright King King of the Earth,
30652|And he himself, the Crown of Kings, is alive.
30652|I know a little garden by the sea,
30652|On which is written, as I hear men say,
30652|_Where is the king who is not there_?
30652|I cannot tell you what there is there,
30652|For I have never seen it, nor can you,
30652|But I am sure that there was a King of Rome,
30652|And his name is not written there.
30652|I knew a little child,
30652|A little child who wore a red cap
30652|On a summer's day,
30652|And a bright brown tippet on his head.
30652|He never said a word
30652|Till somebody spied him,
30652|And said, "O sunflower, do you see
30652|That man in the brown cap?"
30652|And the sunflower said, "Yes, I see
30652|Sir Man, but I can't tell you his name."
30652|And the man in the brown cap answered, "Sir,
30652|I am the King of England."
30652|"Yes, you are the King of England;
30652|And I am the King of Denmark,
30652|And the King of Norway, too, is here
30652|On a throne of blue."
30652|"I am the King of Norway;
30652|And the King of Sweden is here;
30652|And the King of Norway is the same
30652|As the King of England is."
30652|"Yes, you are the King of Norway;
30652|And the King of
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30652|And when I am far away from the sea,
30652|And in the distance there is no rocking cradle
30652|And no beast, and no man, I do not know
30652|The nature of that rocking cradle and its child;
30652|Only that I have seen the child and heard
30652|The rocking sound of the rocking cradle.
30652|When at the door of my abode I go,
30652|A weary road it is, and a long road too
30652|To the sky's end, where the star-resplendent sky
30652|Is full of a little broken light;
30652|And I do not like the way it is,
30652|It does not seem fair to me.
30652|I do not like the way it is,
30652|That little broken light.
30652|The setting sun, that is not beautiful;
30652|It is not warm enough;
30652|I do not like the way it is,
30652|The tired sun, that is not bright;
30652|For it is far away; and I am weary,
30652|And I do not like it.
30652|The sky is black, and the sun is shining;
30652|The stars are hidden in the gloom;
30652|It is not dark enough for me,
30652|It is too dark for me.
30652|I do not like the way it is,
30652|That little broken light;
30652|That weary sun, that is not beautiful;
30652|It is not warm enough.
30652|I think I shall never go to sleep
30652|For ever; so I want to die.
30652|I know I shall never sleep again,
30652|But I shall never sleep on earth
30652|For ever.
30652|I say I shall never sleep again
30652|For ever; so I want to die.
30652|I know I shall never sleep again,
30652|But I shall never sleep on earth,
30652|For ever.
30652|I have a dream that I would not tell you,
30652|So, if you would sleep sounder, I would tell you,
30652|Of a strange little beauty
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30652|O thou who art the dawning
30652|Of the morning, O thou who art the star,
30652|The way that leads up to the perfect day!
30652|O thou who art the song of the world
30652|When the human heart is awake,
30652|O thou who art the hope of the soul,
30652|The peace of the world that is asleep!
30652|O thou who art the light of the soul,
30652|The gold of the world and the heart of man,
30652|O thou who art the Lord of the sun,
30652|The wind of the world and the star of the sea,
30652|The light of the soul, O thou who art the Lord
30652|Of the heart of the world and the heart of man.
30652|O wind of the world! O star of the sea!
30652|O man of the world and heart of man!
30652|O thou who art Lord of the sun,
30652|The wind of the world and the star of the sea,
30652|O man of the world and heart of man!
30652|There is a house in the grey city
30652|Where the dead folk lie.
30652|There are the empty tombs,
30652|And the empty halls,
30652|And the old empty houses,
30652|And the spring is there.
30652|There is a house in the grey city
30652|That a man may live in
30652|With the dead folk of the city,
30652|And the dead folk of the city.
30652|And when the Spring comes back
30652|With the Spring's red breath,
30652|There is a man in the grey city
30652|May be rich or poor.
30652|There is a house in the grey city
30652|That a man may live in
30652|With the dead folk of the city,
30652|And the dead folk of the city.
30652|There is a house in the grey city
30652|Where a man may live,
30652|With the dead folk of the city,
30652|And the dead folk of the city.
30652|There is a house in the grey city
30652
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30652|Doubtless the cradle's magic words were these:
30652|"The Kings shall be as the shepherds were;
30652|They shall go forth conquering, and shall lay
30652|Their burdens light upon the virgin's breast;
30652|For the light of the world is darkness under garments,
30652|And her feet are pierced with a great thorn.
30652|And the King's son shall be as the strong man,
30652|And shall multiply and shall firmly rule the nations,
30652|With strength of hand and with might of foot
30652|To check the mightier, till the saints shall wake."
30652|The King's son was born, the night passed,
30652|The stars shone out, the stars went round;
30652|The cradle shook like a leaf in the wind
30652|And the King's son was born to be king.
30652|But the baby was silent, the cradle quailed
30652|With what the long wind on the shore had borne,
30652|The cradle shook like a leaf in the wind
30652|And the King's son was born to be king.
30652|But he dreamed, the King's son asleep,
30652|And dreamed that the stars were wide awake;
30652|And the cradle trembled, the cradle quivered
30652|With what the long wind on the shore had borne.
30652|And the King's son woke, and he heard the noise
30652|Of a long wave on the beach at night.
30652|"What noise? what noise?" said the King's son.
30652|"The noise of the waves and of the sea,
30652|When the white moon has come to sleep."
30652|"I sleep," said the King's son. "But a dream came down
30652|And told me I was to go to bed
30652|And lay my weary head upon my breast."
30652|"I sleep," said the King's son. "But a star came down
30652|And told me I was to sail away
30652|To the land of the dead, and I was to come
30652|In the morning to God and to the Earth;
30652|And I was to leave all my fame behind
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30652|He is not there; the great end is not there;
30652|There is no King who has not suffered pain;
30652|No King who has not also suffered pain.
30652|Through that hour of darkness and of fear
30652|There is no one who has not been a slave;
30652|There is no man who has not at need been fed,
30652|No man who has not also been a slave.
30652|The King and the King's Queen, all three,
30652|Lie in the night together,
30652|The Queen is young and beautiful,
30652|The King is old and grey.
30652|The wind is strong and loud,
30652|The sky is very blue,
30652|The wind is very loud and cold
30652|And blows the snow away.
30652|A hundred years have gone
30652|Since you and I last did talk
30652|About the winter that was;
30652|And now you are old and gray,
30652|And I am young and fair.
30652|When you were just a little child
30652|And I was a pretty boy,
30652|We played in the cold wind and snow
30652|A little together.
30652|When you were a little man
30652|And I was a little maid,
30652|We lived in the garden-plot,
30652|And I went barefoot.
30652|When you were a little man,
30652|And I was a little man,
30652|We lived in the palace yard,
30652|And I took the bus.
30652|When you were a little man,
30652|And I was a little man,
30652|We went to a great feast,
30652|And I had a little loaf,
30652|And you had a little nickel.
30652|When you were a little man,
30652|And I was a little man,
30652|We lived by the river side
30652|And I sat on the poop.
30652|When you were a little man,
30652|And I was a little man,
30652|We danced the Spatchial Ease
30652|To the station D.
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30652|I know that in the dusty town of Rheims
30652|The masons have built a dark and silent tomb,
30652|And, slowly, through the centuries, slowly, the wood
30652|Has watched them leave it, till the form they pass'd
30652|Moved slowly up and down the bronze mould;
30652|And ever the black stone waits beside the gate
30652|Wherein they laid their clay. And the dead lie there,
30652|They lie where the old red-brick church still stands
30652|And far away the woods are riven by the wind;
30652|And ever the deep-voiced woods wait and watch
30652|The marvellous silence of the tomb.
30652|And now the ghost of the church is no more;
30652|The woods are silent, and the dark stones stand
30652|So long that they seem to stand in the sun,
30652|And I can see the church-yard stones between
30652|For ever and a day gone by.
30652|They're sitting there in the dusky brown
30652|Of the shivering dawn; and now the men and I
30652|Pull away at the same slow task again
30652|From morn to night; and we are all of us
30652|In the other places, doing the same.
30652|A few have set the days to heart; the few
30652|Who do not yet remember the toils of toil.
30652|And they will rest together, till the spring
30652|Swells the great hill with its mounded green.
30652|And I shall sleep in the shadow of the tomb
30652|And turn to you and say my dream.
30652|They are lording it in the west;
30652|The wild deer whistle
30652|In the pasture wood,
30652|The wild bee hum
30652|In the early morn.
30652|The wild hawk calls,
30652|But they do not hear;
30652|They are lording it in the west.
30652|They have bare white arms and shining eyes,
30652|And they are so far from home,
30652|They do not care,
30652|They
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30652|And the old man's brow is aching with toil,
30652|And his eyes are full of dreams, and he shakes
30652|His heavy head and murmurs, in his dream,
30652|"An angel hath passed; why should he not return?"
30652|And the thick dusk falls; and, in the distance,
30652|The great white moon is pale and still as death;
30652|And over the waste of the desert drear
30652|The dark drops of the moonlight tremble.
30652|And the old man's head is aching with toil,
30652|And his eyes are full of dreams, and he shakes
30652|His heavy head and murmurs, in his dream,
30652|"The angel hath come again; why should he not come?"
30652|And the thick dusk falls again, but a voice
30652|Is calling from the distance, calling still,
30652|"Come! come! come and see the face of God!"
30652|"Rise up!" he says. "Come away!"
30652|And the old man rises up, and his eyes
30652|Are full of dreams and awe and wonderment,
30652|And he feels in his heart a sudden hope,
30652|And a sense of joy that must not come again.
30652|"I cannot see the moon. The faces of God,
30652|They are terrible in their wrath. They lie
30652|Beneath their hand in fear. I have seen them
30652|In my dreams. I cannot dream the face,
30652|Or walk the earth again; but I know
30652|That I shall see the face of God."
30652|His eyes are full of dreams, his heart is full
30652|Of joy that must not come again.
30652|And the old man rises up, and his eyes
30652|Are full of dreams and awe and wonderment,
30652|And he feels in his heart a sudden hope,
30652|And a sense of joy that must not come again.
30652|"Rise up!" he says. "Come away!"
30652|And the old man comes to the door of the car
30652|And shuts the door and goes
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30652|In the land of dead men they lie in their shrouds
30652|Under the sky; and the wind laughs in their hair,
30652|And their eyes are as star-dust. There they lie,
30652|And their graves are built of the rock: there, while
30652|The darkness is woven into a web
30652|Of chasms and yawning chasms, by the cry
30652|Of a wild beast, they sleep till the light fades;
30652|And they are glad of the dawn; and the night
30652|Drifts over them like a frail child's play-fellow.
30652|The sun comes up through the purple gloom,
30652|The air is alive with a sudden cry,
30652|And over the land, the dead are springing
30652|To earth from the grave.
30652|Over the world!
30652|The little stars that burn like steel,
30652|The great white elephants with silken limbs
30652|And the great spears with giant strength
30652|Are springing to life,
30652|And they know that the great Word is at hand
30652|To end all the old dead wars.
30652|The great Word is at hand; and the world
30652|Is a great page-book.
30652|It is a book of long dead wars
30652|That were but new dead wars
30652|Now they are new for the new wars.
30652|For the new wars are not born yet.
30652|And the great walls of the world are built
30652|In the dark of the eternal darkness
30652|And they are strong with the terrible gloom
30652|And the great men have brought the new dawn
30652|In the door of the far off city
30652|With a page-book full of pictures,
30652|And the fearful pictures of the great wars,
30652|And the far-off cities and the sea
30652|And the sun and the sea.
30652|The great wall is open to all
30652|And the secret of the page-book lies
30652|In the light and the darkness of the sea.
30652|The great wall is open to all
30652|And the secret lies in the
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30652|The infant sees its own shadow go by,
30652|And hears its mother's voice, and wakes and prays.
30652|The stony cradle is shaken as with sleep;
30652|And at the voice that prays, the ragged child is shaken
30652|As with the sleep that flees and comes again.
30652|What can we say, what can we do? All's still.
30652|The Second Coming is far away. We hear
30652|The voice of God, but what can we do?
30652|The sky is red, and the rocks are red, and the desert
30652|Shivers with the voice of God.
30652|The sky is red, and the rocks are red, and the desert
30652|Shivers with the voice of God.
30652|The red rocks are like the face of a little child;
30652|The red rocks are like the face of a little child;
30652|And the desert is shaking with the voice of God.
30652|The desert is shaking with the voice of God.
30652|And the little child is waking and praying still.
30652|And the desert is shaking with the voice of God.
30652|And the little child is waking and praying still.
30652|And I am alone with my old dreams. I know not
30652|That I dreamed of a town of towers, or a castle,
30652|Or a man that lived in a garden
30652|Who shot and wounded a little child in the end.
30652|The city has grown; I do not know what I dreamed
30652|Of my city or of my castle,
30652|And I am alone with my old dreams.
30652|O woeful picture! What is there in it to show,
30652|O woeful picture! what is there in it to hurt?
30652|It is just a baby, a little child, in a sling,
30652|In a sling, with a sling, in a dark place,
30652|Singing the song of the Greek warrior Achilles.
30652|O woeful picture! what is there in it to give,
30652|O woeful picture! what is there in it to loathe?
30652|Nothing but a
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30652|But I shall wake and be a man again
30652|Of quiet faith, and seeing what I have seen
30652|Of the fair skies, of a green land, of the sea.
30652|I knew not then that the dark moon was round me,
30652|The midnight sky was cool, and in my heart
30652|I felt the soul of a dread-struck poet trembling
30652|With the great joy that makes us wish to be free.
30652|I knew not then that the yellow earth was filled
30652|With birds that sang and fluttered with the stars,
30652|And I stood at the heart of a stormy land,
30652|And my own soul sang on a stormy sea.
30652|So when the dawn of the day was half-over
30652|I sat and watched in a lonely dream
30652|The wind go sighing far away to where
30652|The sea-weed rose in a calmness still and gray
30652|And the burthens murmured round me: "O my soul,
30652|O my soul, the wind goes sighing to-day!"
30652|And suddenly I knew that the moon was white,
30652|And the wind went sighing to where a sun
30652|And star-lit clouds were swaying in the air,
30652|And a voice was crying, "Let there be light!"
30652|And my soul sang, "Let there be light, my soul!"
30652|And then I knew that the waves were all of light,
30652|And the voice was crying, "Let there be light!"
30652|And suddenly I knew that the world was good,
30652|And I knew the sea-bird in the sunset-tint;
30652|And the wind, far away, sang from a meadow
30652|That is safe from death, and through the world is whispering
30652|To my soul, "Let there be light, my soul!"
30652|_From 'Moonlight' Poems. Published by_
30652|These are the lines that once belonged to the fair
30652|Ages ago,
30652|In a page that is turning yet to dust;
30652|But the words upon which it stood
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30652|I know that in the fields of Acheron
30652|A child is born to a donkey and a donkey to child,
30652|That in the depths of the desert sleepeth
30652|And a little one is born in Bethlehem.
30652|I know that in the morning the empty nest
30652|Is opened and the young elephant enters
30652|In the door of its house with the empty face.
30652|I know that in the night the lion sloureth
30652|And the donkey awaketh from slumber deep
30652|And stretches out its young from the windy mead
30652|And the black night is no whit more black to him
30652|Than is the womb where the naked baby sleeps.
30652|It is not the blood, it is not the flesh,
30652|But the heart that slumbereth, and the soul
30652|That sloureth; and there is no more blood.
30652|It is not the bones, it is not the brain,
30652|But the heart that sloureth and the soul
30652|That sloureth, and the infant's blood is shed
30652|Like fire on the empty womb.
30652|It is not the heart that is moved in this
30652|And must make answer in the grave,
30652|But the flesh that must hear the stony roar
30652|And the blood that must hear the stony cry;
30652|It is not the heart that is troubled now
30652|And must answer in its grave with grief
30652|Or wisdom, but the flesh that must cry.
30652|It is not the heart that is troubled now,
30652|But the flesh that must cry when the soul
30652|Is broken, and its blood is shed like sand
30652|When the great sea-billows roll and roll,
30652|And the wavelets are young and the rocks are bare.
30652|It is not the heart that is moved and must dare
30652|And must cry when it is broken and grown old
30652|In the endless seasons, and the eyes
30652|Of the young new-wakened children are blind.
30652|It is the spirit of man and the flesh
30652
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30652|At dawn, at dawn, I remember it not,
30652|The rocking cradle of the people's church
30652|Is like an empty crib; yet I remember
30652|The shriek of a mighty heart, the sibilant boom
30652|Of the great trumpet, and the red clouds' mass
30652|Of blood that rolled across a sky of blood.
30652|I shall not die; I shall not die. I shall dream;
30652|I shall awake and walk among the stars.
30652|In that long dream, I have been changed and grown
30652|To one who shall be changed upon the day
30652|When my life shall be upthrown with the dust
30652|Of twenty centuries of stony sleep.
30652|The old day shall rise again; the suns shall glow;
30652|And the beasts shall laugh and run in all their might;
30652|And all the stars shall hear me and turn
30652|Like birds of prey that sing through lonely air
30652|To the tune of the morning's music. Then shall
30652|I sleep in the light of the new stars' gleaming,
30652|As in the old day; and all the earth shall sleep
30652|In the night's silence. And I shall not die
30652|Or dream, nor wake again to find my sleep
30652|Was not of the old day.
30652|It is the beginning of the night;
30652|It is the beginning of the night.
30652|The fires are spreading over the land,
30652|The broad sky cracks, and the sky is grey;
30652|The wind is blowing over the land,
30652|And the stars are not in the sky;
30652|The moon's blue dome is over the land,
30652|And the little stars are not at rest,
30652|And over the wide world is blowing
30652|The wind that cries and says "Here comes in the Spring."
30652|The trees are growing and spreading out
30652|On either side of the road;
30652|The young leaves are falling and falling,
30652|And the old leaves are growing still;
30652|And the crowns of the boughs are growing still,
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30652|Or is it a one-time dream of Eden,
30652|Bound in the soft golden thread of a dream
30652|That my own soul loved long ago,
30652|But passed into a more immortal sleep?
30652|Perhaps it is not time to tell it,
30652|And my poor words must have an end;
30652|Ah, you love me and are waiting in vain
30652|The gentle silence of your eyes;
30652|Ah, you are waiting, and you wait in vain,
30652|And have no word to say to me.
30652|The piper at the twilight marge
30652|Has no more word than the silence,
30652|And all day long the sunless sea
30652|Has no sound but the silence.
30652|In all the thousand year of the world
30652|There is no sound but the silence;
30652|But in the heart of the reed that is still
30652|There is a music that is silent.
30652|The wind is silent;
30652|The water is silent;
30652|There is no sound but the silence;
30652|The fish are still, they cannot hear
30652|The wind in the stream, in the sky
30652|It is silent;
30652|The birds are silent;
30652|The leaves are silent;
30652|There is no sound but the silence.
30652|There is no anguish and no pain,
30652|There is no sorrow and no tears
30652|In the heart of the reed that is still,
30652|But it is silent.
30652|It is not a dream,
30652|It is not a name,
30652|But the silence, the silence, the silence,
30652|That is anguish and that is pain,
30652|And the heart of the reed is still,
30652|But it is silent.
30652|Why do you weep, dear love?
30652|Why do you weep, dear love?
30652|Why do you weep, dear love?
30652|Why do you weep, my love?
30652|Why do you weep, my love?
30652|Why do you weep, dear love?
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30652|The darkness drops again; but yet the face
30652|Of the face changes, and it is changed to man,
30652|With the blood of the saint, that bares his face
30652|Even in the darkness. What is this? Not this;
30652|But this: A man's face, a baby's face,
30652|Is changing into a face of the man,
30652|Whose face I see before me, the face
30652|Of the first man that came from the dust of the world;
30652|The face of the first man that gave his breath
30652|To the first man that died.
30652|My face is changing, too,
30652|And I am a child of the time and the place,
30652|And I have grown up, and I am a man,
30652|And all the world is mine because I have grown
30652|To manhood; for I have seen what the years
30652|Have shaken from their locks and burnt and gored
30652|The human spirit, and the soul hath fled
30652|Leaving a whitewashed ruin in its place.
30652|I see the faces of the dead men's sons,
30652|And the white faces of the dead men's sons;
30652|And the faces of the dead men's sons are changed
30652|Into faces of men; and I know
30652|That the First Woman's voice was heard in mine ear
30652|As of the wind from the sea; and the voice
30652|Of the First Woman's voice was heard in mine ear
30652|As of a man who is a man and passes
30652|On his way to the rest of his dead bones,
30652|And, passing, seems to me as he did once
30652|To the very last moment of his life.
30652|I know that the First Man's spirit went up
30652|To the woman with him; and the woman
30652|Is the soul of all that is dead.
30652|This night I will be a woman,
30652|And I will go to the banquet;
30652|And the banquet will be broken up
30652|By the very people who kill men;
30652|And
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30652|Loud through the dolorous desert wind
30652|Baith gurgling and snuffling through the sand,
30652|Comes the sharp knock of a voice in my ear
30652|As from the hot fire I hear a voice say,
30652|'Tis the same that was the Prophetess.
30652|'Tis the same that was the Prophetess.
30652|A voice in my ear is roaring;
30652|And all the wild desert sands are aghast,
30652|And the long silence shakes the desert woods;
30652|And I know that some man in the desert lands
30652|Has answered the words that I have heard.
30652|The voice in my ear is going;
30652|And a man with a rifle on his head
30652|Is at my side. He says that he is dead,
30652|And that he is coming back to life.
30652|He says that he has put the foolish cage
30652|And the evil reign of the Great Bear in;
30652|He says that he will break the curse of the world
30652|With his great bow and the long arrows that he wields;
30652|He says that he has fenced with steel and iron
30652|The desert lands and has set the Great Salt Lake
30652|And the great Salt River, and the cattle
30652|And the people of the desert lands.
30652|The voice in my ear is crying;
30652|And the years have passed like winds away;
30652|And the world is a little dust where the Great Salt Lake
30652|And the great Salt River are; and my heart
30652|Sends a cry back to the last, long time ago,
30652|When the long wind of years was in my ears.
30652|The voice in my ear is crying;
30652|And the desert sands are a-frost with cold
30652|And the Great Salt River is a-running
30652|Out of the world and into the night.
30652|But the man is weary and no word spake;
30652|He was a-shouting and no word spake;
30652|He was a-shouting and no word he spake
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30652|The infant turns its wild eyes on the sky,
30652|But looks no more; no human voice saith
30652|That dawn shall come at the last, or that night
30652|Will end at the darkening of the moon.
30652|I know that some night, from some outer height,
30652|The child shall cry that one sad little cry
30652|That all men know; and that the yearning of its soul
30652|Shall bring the dawning of a dark, new day.
30652|But I know not if these things shall be so;
30652|And I know that, where one little pale face
30652|Is fixed upon the earth, another day
30652|Shall come with a new dawn to a dead land,
30652|A day that shall be deadlier than the first.
30652|O evening-star, O star, O maiden,
30652|I know the voice that calls me;
30652|For thou, on many a lonely hill-top
30652|From dawn to dusk,
30652|Beside the lone hearth,
30652|The lone hearth of many a little child,
30652|Awaits me.
30652|O evening-star, O star, O maiden,
30652|I know the way thou goest;
30652|I follow to the silent west
30652|That opens to the day;
30652|I follow where the waters go
30652|Across the sunlit sea;
30652|And, where the shores are bright with foam,
30652|A wind shall blow me home.
30652|O evening-star, O star, O maiden,
30652|I know the way thou goest;
30652|The lonely woods and lonely hills
30652|Are all of them to me;
30652|The lone sea-waves, and the wild wind's wings
30652|Are all that I remember;
30652|And, as I wake, I know that thou
30652|Art going, and to-morrow
30652|Shalt bring me, in my fear,
30652|A wind shall blow me home.
30652|O evening-star, O star, O maiden,
30652|I know the
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30652|"O man," said the silent one, "the dawn is here;
30652|The sea is an ageless joy, the earth is trod,
30652|And in the hearts of all men is born a man;
30652|But lo, how far from thee, and from the graves
30652|That mark the ages that have risen and passed,
30652|Is he from whom the centuries have risen;
30652|How far from thee and thee; how far apart
30652|Have they from thee and thee!
30652|"But O, man, in the loneliest heth the light!
30652|O man, in the deadest land the morn of life!
30652|O man, in the coldest and last sleep, the grave!
30652|If I had seen the dawn of thy birth and birth,
30652|I, too, would have trembled and taken me up
30652|And knelt to pray unto thy feet; but all
30652|The prayer I ever prayed was, 'O, more!'
30652|And more than prayer is prayer.
30652|"But O, man, in the gloom of the loveliest hell
30652|The eyes of the most beautiful are blind
30652|Like the eyes of the blind; and like like like, too,
30652|Are the eyes of the blind man,
30652|And like like like, too.
30652|"O man, in the darkest and last darkness know
30652|That the night is the night, and the things that move
30652|In the dark are ever moving; and know
30652|That the sun is the sun, and the winds that blow,
30652|And the sea and the skies are windless, and there
30652|Are many things to think of, and many things
30652|That to think of is to think; and there, too,
30652|Are things to think of and fear not, and things
30652|That all things call and think not alone,
30652|But stand in the silence with the stars at their feet,
30652|And with the night with its restless, silent stars.
30652|"But O, man, in the loveliest darkness, O, more!

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30652|_'Unfortunate,' I said, 'these things have happened to me,
30652|But if I go hence I shall find some people
30652|Who will think of things that have happened to me
30652|But not to them: I shall find a good-hearted
30652|people who will pity and who will love me,
30652|Whom I shall have power to cherish and to heal me
30652|Out of the pain of the accident, out of the
30652|sorrow of the loss of one that loved me.
30652|But if I go hence, and I find no one to care for me,
30652|I shall have lived in vain.
30652|'O for a kiss of the water of my mouth
30652|And a new faith!
30652|For a wind of the North that will bear me
30652|Safely to my home!
30652|For a sudden thought of a great-eyed girl,
30652|Bright with the beauty of a little child,
30652|Who will care for me all my life long
30652|When I grow old!
30652|'O for a face with the great eyes of the moon
30652|And the face of a child:
30652|A face like a new-born child
30652|With a heart as light and a hand as strong
30652|And a heart as calm as a broken shell,
30652|And a voice as clear as a golden bird,
30652|And a kiss as quick as a note of water,
30652|And a good-night after a great journey!
30652|For a face like a child!
30652|O for a kiss of the water of my mouth
30652|And a new faith,
30652|O for a sudden thought of a great journey,
30652|O for a little kiss of the water,
30652|O for a sudden voice of a golden bird,
30652|O for a swift kiss of the North and a little
30652|Kiss of the light of the North,
30652|And a face like a child!_
30652|_But if I go hence,
30652|If I find no one to love me,
30652|I shall have lived in vain
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30652|What is the mystery in the moving face?
30652|What is the mystery in the hair that slips
30652|To meet the ear, and lies so still
30652|That I can hear the life in the heart?
30652|It is the love that moves like wind
30652|Through the waves that are in motion,
30652|And stirs in the waves of the sea
30652|Its dream of the world to come.
30652|The waves that are in motion,
30652|The heart of the sea to love,
30652|It is a love that is moved through
30652|The sea of the sea to heaven.
30652|It is the love that is moved
30652|Through the waves of the waves that are in motion,
30652|And stirs in the waves of the sea
30652|Its dream of the world to come.
30652|It is the love that is moved
30652|Through the waves of the waves that are in motion,
30652|And stirs in the waves of the sea
30652|Its dream of the world to come.
30652|The waves that are in motion,
30652|The love that is moved through
30652|The sea of the sea to love,
30652|It is a love that is moved
30652|Through the waves of the waves to heaven.
30652|There is a silence in the sky,
30652|And darkness of clouds that are wet
30652|With the light that is in the sky;
30652|The sky is silent and dark,
30652|And the clouds are silent and dark,
30652|And the sky is silent and dark.
30652|There is a silence in the sky,
30652|And darkness of clouds that are wet
30652|With the light that is in the sky;
30652|The sky is silent and dark,
30652|And the clouds are silent and dark,
30652|And the sky is silent and dark.
30652|There is a silence in the sky,
30652|And darkness of clouds that are wet
30652|With the light that is in the sky;
30652|The sky is silent and dark,
30652|And the clouds are silent and dark,
30652|
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30652|All night long, above the red-tiled sky,
30652|I heard the sweep of the cathedrals' tread,
30652|And the ceaseless murmur of the mighty crowd,
30652|As down the old cathedral steps they passed
30652|With long blue banners, that were hurled afar
30652|To mock the sun and the rain; and the winding stair
30652|Of the dark, gloomy way was steep and hard,
30652|And it seemed to me I could not go at all.
30652|I was afraid, and I was afraid;
30652|I was afraid of the rain, and the sun,
30652|And the world's fear, and the turning of the tide
30652|At the end, where the water-lilies blow
30652|Round the crags of the old church on the sea;
30652|And I trembled to hear a man's foot's fall
30652|On the stone steps, and I saw the crown
30652|Of a woman with blood on her breast.
30652|O blackest night, blackest night,
30652|Thou lurkest under the sun,
30652|Darkness with thy deep black heart
30652|Fouling the skies with a dreadful light.
30652|Thou watchest the wind, and the rain,
30652|And the winds that come and the rain,
30652|And the wind that claps on the way
30652|With a noise that is like thunder.
30652|Thou wantest the shining light,
30652|And it is vain to be afraid
30652|Of the wind, and the rain, and the light.
30652|Thou'rt a sick man's face, and thou'rt pale,
30652|And the wind and the rain are a thing
30652|That sleep and death have made afraid.
30652|Thou hast no power with the rain
30652|To chill the eyes of the brave;
30652|The cold rain falls and thou weepest,
30652|And the winds that clap on the way
30652|With a noise that is like thunder.
30652|Thou wantest the sunshine;
30652|And it is vain to be afraid
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30652|From the fair city comes a wail, and all
30652|The air is full of singing. As I gaze
30652|I feel the great, the awful coming night
30652|Peal like the red-fanged foretelling fire
30652|Of some new miracle.
30652|No miracle!
30652|I cannot see the sky,
30652|The stars like two old men stand in the dark
30652|Of the vast sky. I cannot see the sea
30652|Roll on as water, and I cannot hear
30652|The whirr of flying feathers, and the song
30652|Of little birds with golden bells.
30652|I am a queen,
30652|And I am gone.
30652|A strange, sweet voice
30652|Is calling to me through the stony silence.
30652|I cannot answer. But I must go,
30652|And in a little while my spirit shall
30652|Go forth beyond the walls of this poor field,
30652|And gather a flower to give to the light
30652|Of a great sky.
30652|I must go forth
30652|Where the hill-tops are and the forest-trees
30652|Are quiet.
30652|I must go forth
30652|Where the fields are shining and the stars are soft,
30652|And the sea-waves are white in the noon-sun,
30652|And the people come forth by the hundredfold
30652|To listen to my song.
30652|For the old, old things are dead;
30652|And the new things, the new things, are only dust.
30652|The old things, the old things, and the new things,
30652|The new things, the new thing, the old thing,
30652|The old thing, the old thing, the new thing,
30652|Are all so very far away.
30652|I must go forth
30652|And let the old things go,
30652|And the new things come when the old things come,
30652|And the old things and the new things,
30652|And the old thing, the old thing, and the new thing,
30652|The old thing, the old thing,
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30652|This is the hour of thy tribulation;
30652|Thou shalt arise and give thy people the sign
30652|Of the great new covenant, which shall be
30652|A covenant of peace and of deliverance
30652|On all their sins.
30652|The earth is like a garment
30652|That the Lord shall put on thee;
30652|Thy feet shall wander down
30652|Into the house of death.
30652|There, where the lids shall be
30652|Of many people, there
30652|The Lord shall look on thee.
30652|And thy soul shall sit upon the wash of souls,
30652|And thou shalt see the faces of people dead,
30652|And the great blind ones, and the lame, and the blind,
30652|And the mighty deaf ones, and the old, and all
30652|Who shall be born in many centuries yet
30652|Before the birth of men.
30652|The night is a great house
30652|That is full of beggars
30652|Widening and filling;
30652|The night is full of beggars,
30652|And the good men go by,
30652|And they find not much of sleep
30652|Nor much of food,
30652|For they are wearied with the beggars
30652|That wait them at the gate.
30652|A white-haired man stood in the doorway
30652|With a basket in his hand;
30652|He looked up and down the carven threshold,
30652|And he saw the moonrise.
30652|He saw the moonshine of the lighted lamps
30652|That came from far and near;
30652|He saw the firefly lamps that flashed and burned
30652|Upon the porch and wall.
30652|The moonlight fell upon the wheeled carven doorway
30652|Like a great red-hot sword;
30652|And the very breath of the flames was like a breath
30652|Of the moonlit night.
30652|But the man looked up the threshold,
30652|And he saw the stars,
30652|And a great light on the workmen's hammers
30652|That made the
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30652|The darkness drops again; but this time the face
30652|Is that of the young man that is coming to-day
30652|With those that are about him.
30652|"Look at me with your dim and curious eyes.
30652|I know you not; but I have seen my day,
30652|And I have been a child in the morning.
30652|"I have seen the light; I have been a child
30652|In the dawn and the twilight, and I have been
30652|A child with the dawn and the twilight;
30652|I have heard the voice of the Father,
30652|I have been a child in the morning."
30652|"O young man, when the sun rises high,
30652|With the heat of life, I will make you clear
30652|That you are not a child, but a philosopher;
30652|I will make you clear that you are not a child,
30652|But a philosopher. You will learn from me
30652|That you are not a child; that you are not a child,
30652|But a philosopher."
30652|"I would be a child
30652|And you are not."
30652|The silence spread
30652|To that young man's head; and he thought hard
30652|And said, "Is it not well with you?"
30652|"I would be a child
30652|And you are not."
30652|I know not what the world
30652|Or God's mysteries are."
30652|The silence spread
30652|To that young man's eyes; and he said,
30652|"Is it not well with me?"
30652|"I would be child
30652|And you are not."
30652|The silence spread
30652|To that young man's hair; and he sighed
30652|"Is it not well with you?"
30652|"I would be child
30652|And you are not."
30652|I know not what the world
30652|Or God's mysteries are."
30652|The silence spread
30652|To that young man's eyes; and he said,
30652|"Is it not well with me?"
30652|"
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30652|To Bethlehem, the young mother,
30652|Through a sweet mist of dreams,
30652|In the years when she was very old.
30652|I know it well, but I shall never find
30652|The hidden doors that once she found.
30652|But a great thorn it was that held
30652|The door that she was going to seek.
30652|The thorn grew grey, and the darkness came
30652|And came and came and came,
30652|And the endless hours came with its sound.
30652|Through the long nights, when she was very old.
30652|It was as if the whole world came to her,
30652|And her little hands were very thin;
30652|But the thorn was very heavy, and she cried
30652|And cried till she was very old.
30652|I know it well, but I shall never find
30652|The secret voice that she knew long ago
30652|In the days when she was very old.
30652|But the great thorn that held the door she knew
30652|And the great thorn that held her out of bed,
30652|The thorn grew grey, and the darkness came
30652|And came and came with its sound.
30652|It was as if a thousand years were gone,
30652|And in them all there was no more to do.
30652|But a great thorn it was that held the door
30652|That she was going to find.
30652|Through the long nights when she was very old.
30652|The all-too-sweet days of her young life
30652|When the wind would whisper to the tree
30652|That it was good to be alive,
30652|And the sky would speak to the earth
30652|In the great, beautiful days of her young life.
30652|I know it well, but I shall never find
30652|The little voice that she knew long ago
30652|In the years when she was very old.
30652|But the voice that was not, in the years when she
30652|Was as happy as a bird asleep
30652|And as glad as a new-born child.
30652|I know it well, but I shall never find

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30652|"_Baret hiss'd a thousand suns, a thousand moons
30652|And hid his face behind a million seas;
30652|The great earth knows him, and his face is there,
30652|And all the world has hid with him the face of God._"
30652|"_Then what a madman's mind
30652|Thrust up the cradle of this terrible child,
30652|And broke his mother's heart, and saw his face._"
30652|What can be the meaning of this?
30652|What is this Child that I behold?
30652|He is not Man, nor did he grow
30652|To manhood at the work of Heaven's hand.
30652|He is not even a man; his head
30652|Is like the head of one that is blind,
30652|And his lips are dry as glass.
30652|And, like a man, his face is fair,
30652|And like a man's face is his face,
30652|And like a man's mind, he knows
30652|No sin that it can see or hear.
30652|His face is as a face of one
30652|That looks from a dream; and all day long
30652|His faces are the faces of flowers
30652|Plucked in a dream, and then to be
30652|Washed in a shower of water that lies
30652|In the garden of his heart.
30652|He is like a star
30652|Hiding under earth; and now and then
30652|The face appears to me, and I see
30652|The eyes of a woman, and the hair
30652|Is red as blood, and like a sword
30652|I see the hand. But sometimes a star
30652|Is hid in the dark of an iron moon,
30652|And sometimes I see a star-stain there
30652|In a garden of the night.
30652|A star is a shining spirit
30652|That leaves its light in the eyes of God,
30652|And straight returns again
30652|In the dark, and finds its way
30652|To God again.
30652|I knew a man who died
30652|A little moment
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30652|What is the starlight on the livid sea?
30652|A vast black fist of death that stretches out
30652|Across the flood and drags towards the holy hills
30652|Like an angry dragon; and what lurid cloud
30652|Is this?--the very clouds of heaven are stirred
30652|By the same breast-beat of a terror: ah, what
30652|The meaning of this?
30652|I was to lie beneath this cradle here,
30652|To rise and go, and be forgotten like a star
30652|In the great sea of spirit that rolls and heaves
30652|And sweeps across the sky.
30652|O, the old father! The wind of the mountains
30652|Was a long voice that sang to me in dreams;
30652|And the deep groan of the rain
30652|Was a voice that rang across the night and said,
30652|"I am the life you follow through the sea."
30652|My eyes are heavy with the dusk and the stars;
30652|The face of a dead woman
30652|Stares at me; the face of a dead woman
30652|Stares at me;
30652|And now and then I hear
30652|A cry of a wind in the snow, and then
30652|A song that I can hear
30652|From the wind as it whistles by in the mountains,
30652|And it is sweet and clear
30652|As a voice from heaven singing, "I am the sea."
30652|For, look at the grave of the dead.
30652|They lie there like a mass of shining blue
30652|In the grave of the dead.
30652|And now the cold wind sings a strange wild song,
30652|"I am the sun, the wind, the moon, the stars
30652|And the sea."
30652|They lie there like a silver and golden forest,
30652|A mist and a mist of shifting shadow
30652|Is winding them round;
30652|And now and then the wind sings a strange strange wild song
30652|"I am the wind of the night, the sun, the moon,
30652|The sea."
30652|They lie there like
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30652|It is not dawn. The smoke of the funeral pyre
30652|Is blackened on the mountains; the dead lie low
30652|To a dull and heavy sleep; yet the light
30652|Of the white dawn still lingers on the skies,
30652|To tell the sky-god to come and take again
30652|His seat upon the thunder of the clouds.
30652|The sunrise breaks the darkness with a shout,
30652|And the storm shrieks, and the heavy clouds blow out
30652|Like plumes of the cloud-borne bird; the green forest
30652|Shrinks a little, and all the hills are bare.
30652|In the red sun there stands a white rose,
30652|And there the morning rises;
30652|But over the mountain it has spread
30652|A pall of flowers.
30652|The morning dawns; the earth is gay with gold
30652|And silver-green and crimson;
30652|And the morning is very fair; but the grey
30652|And solemn stars are far away.
30652|The morning dawns; the snow-clouds lift the night
30652|With soft wings, and they are white as swans;
30652|The red sun shines on high; but the sun is
30652|But a glimpse of a star.
30652|The morning dawns; the winds blow with furtive breath
30652|Across the gray horizon;
30652|The red sun sinks into the west like death,
30652|And the east is white with him.
30652|The morning dawns; the white cliffs are tumbled down,
30652|And down they lie like ashes;
30652|But the morning is great with power, and the earth
30652|Can hold no morning.
30652|I have the morning of the stars,
30652|The morning of the earth,
30652|The morning of the wind and wave,
30652|And the morning of the sea.
30652|The morning of the world, the morning of man,
30652|The morning of the sky,
30652|Is like a morning when the sun sets
30652|In the golden sea.
30652|The morning of the sun and moon
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30652|What is it that I see in the light,
30652|Darkening, dimming, till it seems
30652|That the cradled infant in the cradle
30652|Falls over and over and over again?
30652|What is it that I see in the dark?
30652|It is not a face, it is not a face,
30652|It is not a form, it is not a form,
30652|It is not a life, it is not a life,
30652|It is not even hope, it is not even hope,
30652|It is not even death, it is not even death.
30652|It is not a life, it is not a life,
30652|It is not a joy, it is not a joy,
30652|It is not a light, it is not a light,
30652|It is not a love, it is not a love,
30652|It is not a love that is not true, it is not
30652|a love that will not lose for ever.
30652|It is not hope, it is not hope, it is not a hope
30652|It is not a hope that is not true, it is not
30652|a hope that shall not die.
30652|It is not joy, it is not joy, it is not a joy,
30652|It is not a glee, it is not a glee,
30652|It is not a glee, it is not a glee, it is
30652|not a joy that cannot die.
30652|It is not hope, it is not hope, it is not a hope
30652|It is not a hope that is not true, it is not a
30652|form that cannot change, it is not a form that is
30652|not true that shall not die.
30652|I am the changeless life of this world,
30652|And the life of the world, I am the changeless life
30652|And the life of the world; and the changeless life of this
30652|world.
30652|And the life of the world, I am the changeless life of this
30652|world, and the life of this world; and the changeless life
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30652|A thousand times I look in vain, for I see
30652|No figure at the birth, but a broken heart
30652|Shrieking through the iron and the iron cries,
30652|A broken heart that's stricken by the lash
30652|In the morning, and still shouts to the dawn.
30652|And, as I look, I look again at the heart,
30652|That in the cradle writhes, and screams at the dawn,
30652|For I know that it is the one I love best,
30652|And that the heart of him at the last is dawn.
30652|The year is full of fruit and leaves and bread,
30652|The spring of blossoms, and the breath of spray;
30652|But the eyes of the child have no look for light,
30652|And the lips of him are sunk in a blank shell,
30652|And the fingers of him are in the sand of death.
30652|And I know that the spring is past, and the day
30652|Is a bitter thing, and dark, and dark the day
30652|That brought him to life; and the day that brings
30652|To the soul of him no light, and no kiss.
30652|For the soul of him is a scourged soul, and the pain
30652|Of the year is hot on him, and the light of the sun
30652|Hath melted his heart, and the day is dark as night.
30652|And I know that the year is past, and that day
30652|Sets forth in the hands of the winds of the sea
30652|A storm that comes to sweep the long dry drift
30652|Into the sea. And the storm that sweeps the drift
30652|Will go up like a torch against the sky,
30652|And the wind of the sea will take my heart in its blow.
30652|And I know that the year is past, and that day
30652|That brought him to life, and that day, and the one
30652|That brought him to life.
30652|A little thing like me,
30652|I made my name and my name,
30652|And I lay my head on a stone,
30652|And I
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30652|Thou knewest, O God, the heart of woman is
30652|More wild than thine own, and on this abyss
30652|There are wild wolves, and wild men, and wild beasts;
30652|And thou shalt know the pangs of those unnumbered things.
30652|_The ravenous world of things that be,
30652|The wolf and the man, and the beast that bites,
30652|And the black bear that eats the cradles alive,
30652|And the eagle that hath such a cry
30652|It is as a wind-beat on the dark
30652|That it makes the dead bodies' dust risque
30652|In the wind's breath;
30652|And the wailing child that in the night
30652|Maketh strange sounds in the dead night,
30652|And the beak-eared woman, that no man
30652|Findeth at all;
30652|And the wailing girl in the night
30652|When all the rest are gone away.
30652|_The woman that hath the eyes
30652|Of a man's man, but the heart of a child;
30652|And the heart of a child that is weary
30652|Of the tender loving of men;
30652|And the woman that is glad,
30652|And the woman that is sad,
30652|And the woman that is broken-hearted,
30652|And the woman that is bitter;
30652|And the woman that is fair,
30652|And the woman that is dark,
30652|And the woman that is happy,
30652|And the woman that is barren;
30652|And the woman that is weak,
30652|And the woman that is strong,
30652|And the woman that is captive;
30652|And the woman that is angry,
30652|And the woman that is kind,
30652|And the woman that is cold,
30652|And the woman that is hot,
30652|And the woman that is wearied,
30652|And the woman that is weary;
30652|And the woman that is sad,
30652|And the woman that is loving,
30652|And the woman that is wise,

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30652|There's a little boy in the street
30652|Who looks a little out of his door,
30652|Whose eyes are very full of wonder.
30652|His head is stuck on the hands of the women,
30652|His lips are parted and shut with care;
30652|He wonders and his mother looks up.
30652|He says: "It is strange that there is no light
30652|On the hills, and the water's white as snow,
30652|And the moon is always hiding in the sky,
30652|And the little stars are so big and red.
30652|He goes to the window, and dreams that he sees
30652|God sitting on the little hill of God,
30652|With a red rose in his hand, and a crown
30652|Over His head with a star on it.
30652|And the stars are beautiful, and the sun
30652|Is very strange, and the little angels
30652|Sit on his shoulders and kiss his face,
30652|And they sing and they sing his songs.
30652|And his eyes are very sad, and the hills
30652|Are very wide, and the water's very deep;
30652|And the rain falls, and the flowers come and go
30652|And the little trees lean over the ways
30652|And hang their branches on the windy top
30652|And dance and swing and sing.
30652|There is a little man
30652|Who goes to the Market Square,
30652|Where all the women go by,
30652|Plucking and choosing,
30652|And all the children
30652|Stay at home and play.
30652|The little man has a golden ear
30652|And a big nose,
30652|And a broad, brown mouth,
30652|And a little white beard,
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap.
30652|And a little gray cap
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30652|Where is the Third Coming? Where the Mother,
30652|That in the centuries of pain and woe
30652|Had been a wild and rolling universe
30652|Of universal conscience?
30652|But I will find her,
30652|Where I have found her;
30652|I will find her.
30652|I will find her
30652|Where I have found her.
30652|I will have her,
30652|And make her
30652|As I have made her.
30652|I will have her,
30652|And make her
30652|As I have made her.
30652|I will have her
30652|In the midst of the golden hours;
30652|And give her
30652|A heart of flame,
30652|A mouth of fire,
30652|And a round face of fire,
30652|And a voice of flame,
30652|And a round heart of fire,
30652|And a fiery voice of flame,
30652|And a voice of flame
30652|Of her own.
30652|And she shall be
30652|As I have made her;
30652|And she shall be
30652|As I have made her.
30652|She shall be
30652|All that I have made her;
30652|She shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her soul shall be
30652|As I have made her;
30652|And her soul shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her heart shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her heart shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her hair shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her hair shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her mouth shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her mouth shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her eyes shall be
30652|What I have made her;
30652|And her eyes shall be
30652|What I have made her;
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30652|A rocking cradle, that is not a cradle.
30652|The little man with the wizened head
30652|Is moving about in the same way as me
30652|As if he were a sea-bird or a thrush.
30652|It comes to me as if it were a lark
30652|Stepping up among the fluttering leaves.
30652|It comes as if it were a lark of Bethlehem.
30652|But it is not a lark; the bird is mad,
30652|And flaps up at the sun; and he is white
30652|As the little boy with the wizened head
30652|And leans upon the rocking cradle.
30652|Is it a thrush or a lark?
30652|The little man with the wizened head
30652|Is still on the rocking cradle.
30652|The black owl of the red-grape-leaf,
30652|Comes to sleep in the oak-tree gloom.
30652|But his eyes are fixed on the sky
30652|As on a gun-shell in the dark.
30652|I will go up the hill and keep my eyes shut tight
30652|Till my heart be surprised to see the black crow come
30652|With the smell of the wind and the sharp clucking of the sparrow
30652|To the hemlock-house.
30652|I will go up the hill and sleep, and keep my eyes
30652|Close shut as a dream:
30652|I will wait, till the black crow come to me
30652|With the acrid wing of the wind and the sound of the sparrow.
30652|I will lay my down upon the hemlock-stalk
30652|In the sombre shadow of the oak-tree gloom,
30652|And the sky-blue eyes of the crow will shine
30652|On the sombre sombrier of the house.
30652|I will lay my down upon the hemlock-stalk,
30652|And sleep and watch the black crow come to me
30652|With the smell of the wind and the sharp clucking of the sparrow
30652|To the hemlock-house.
30652|I will
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30652|Now that a voice is at hand I will fly
30652|Beyond the city, where the lily-white clouds
30652|And the faint light of the evening stars
30652|Are clear as a knife, and the black clouds of night
30652|Laugh at the face of the moon.
30652|One would have said: _I had forgotten the face
30652|Of God, and in the darkness am lost_.
30652|But even if that had been true, it were no reason
30652|Why we should forget the face of God.
30652|The silence is deep, and the stillness is vast,
30652|And from the walls a faint light leaps
30652|Into the empty spaces
30652|Of the dark gardens;
30652|And the sparrows, like a great starved soul,
30652|Look up in the sky and sigh.
30652|The night is done, and the stars are high,
30652|And the long moon rots
30652|In a great silence.
30652|There is a great silent room in the house,
30652|And all the doors and windows are locked.
30652|The lamp is lit, and the sheets of white
30652|Are folded up on the bed,
30652|And a great black shadow, a ghost like a thing
30652|That has starved in the night,
30652|Is on the wall.
30652|When the world was yet young
30652|And the world was young,
30652|One came from far,
30652|One came from far.
30652|And all the ways of the world were old
30652|And the ways of the world old,
30652|The ways of the world old.
30652|She came at midnight
30652|And at midnight came;
30652|She came from the silent ways of the world
30652|Where the ways are still.
30652|She laid her hand on my arm.
30652|She held me by the hair.
30652|She took my lips away,
30652|And she kissed them; and then she said, "I am dead,
30652|And you are alive, but the way is strange.
30652|"I must speak to
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30652|And I know that in some far-off city
30652|The First World's great Mother sits, and grieves
30652|Over the birth of one great child of hope
30652|And of a strength she needs no longer;
30652|The last wild soldier is at rest; he slept
30652|A sleep that never woke again; and now
30652|His eyes are opened. The Second Coming
30652|Is all about him, and the mists that gather
30652|From the First World are lifted up from the sea.
30652|I see the First World's death-bells ringing.
30652|I see the bells of Bethlehem.
30652|O weary Great-World, though my eyes are dim
30652|And my soul has outcast's vision,
30652|Though my heart's blood flow coldly
30652|In the days that are coming after me,
30652|And I know not what I am, or where I am,
30652|I am not--O thou Child of Eternity
30652|Make me thy witness,
30652|Make me thy witness,
30652|Make me thy witness
30652|And my faith shall grow strong for me,
30652|And my grief shall fall, and my fears be hushed,
30652|And my soul shall laugh out in the light of dawn,
30652|And my spirit rejoice.
30652|Make me thy witness,
30652|Make me thy witness,
30652|Make me thy witness
30652|And my faith shall grow strong for me,
30652|And my grief shall fall, and my fears be hushed,
30652|And my soul shall laugh out in the light of dawn.
30652|I am not one of those who wander
30652|In the great, unknown cities,
30652|Where the paths are long, and the ways are hard
30652|And the ways are sad.
30652|I am not one of those who wander
30652|In the bright new world of light
30652|And the road is long, and the ways are hard
30652|And the way is sad.
30652|I am not one of those who wander
30652|In the rich new lands,
30652|Where the ways
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30652|Why do you say
30652|That the God who made the God of your fathers
30652|Must die to make the God of your sons?
30652|The God who gives the God of your fathers
30652|Has died to make the God of your sons.
30652|They are a great many, a great many,
30652|A great many birds, and beasts, and men;
30652|I tell you, a great many of them
30652|Have vanished without a word or sign
30652|To tell what a great many have died
30652|To make the God of your sons.
30652|There are twenty-three things
30652|You must not let the angels see.
30652|I put a charm upon it
30652|That you may see them through it.
30652|I put a charm upon it
30652|That you may tell them not to come near it;
30652|For all the angels will think it
30652|The charm that has been put upon it.
30652|In a great basket of flowers,
30652|I have a little basket of flowers,
30652|And in it I have a little wreath of it,
30652|And that is all.
30652|One day the King of England was ill;
30652|And they took him to the church of Westminster.
30652|"Ho, ho!" said the Queen;
30652|"There's none so fit, none so fit to dance,
30652|But you must go and take your stand
30652|At the foot of the Royal Palais Court."
30652|"Ho, ho!" said the King;
30652|"And the Queen will make her own judge,
30652|And you must go and pay her court."
30652|"Ho, ho!" said the King;
30652|"For a Queen's eyes love no mere show,
30652|But you must go and pay her court."
30652|"Ho, ho!" said the King;
30652|"For a Queen she fears no man, but herself;
30652|And if she should die--"
30652|"Ho, ho!" said the Queen;
30652|"For a King he fights and never quits;
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30652|The dawn comes slowly to my village
30652|Like a great brown wave of sea;
30652|And a silent landing is made
30652|On the shore, the sea is low,
30652|And a sea-gull flies above the island,
30652|And a grey ghost is hovering there.
30652|The grey ghost walks up the hill,
30652|And the sea-gull flaps on the wave,
30652|And the sea-gull flies again above the island
30652|And the sea-gull is not there.
30652|The sea-gull's hooted and the sea-gull's shrieked,
30652|And the sea-gull flies again above the island,
30652|And the sea-gull is not there.
30652|The sea-gull's lost in the waves again,
30652|And the sea-gull flies again above the island,
30652|And the sea-gull is not there.
30652|I think of something far away,
30652|Of a thing half-forgotten,
30652|And of the noise of waters,
30652|And of a bell at evening
30652|In a tower in old Cremona.
30652|I think of the tower and the bell,
30652|And of the clock on the tower
30652|And of the old candle shining
30652|With a golden gleam in the darkness.
30652|I think of the lantern's light,
30652|And the sea-gull's flight and the night,
30652|And of the old candle's gleam.
30652|I hear the ocean moan;
30652|I hear the billows roar;
30652|And I hear a far-off sound
30652|As of a ship that sails by.
30652|I hear the land and sea
30652|In one deep voice that thrills
30652|To the uttermost of all
30652|My being's tumultuous whole.
30652|I see the shore of the world
30652|And the light that is there,
30652|And the sea that is calm and bright;
30652|But the shadow of me there
30652|Is the shadow
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30652|There are no tears on the Old Year's cheek;
30652|And now the visions of the days departed,
30652|He cries, "Now am I glad: for in my blood
30652|I see the words of the Prophets written;
30652|I see them, and the Birth of the Son of Man.
30652|I saw the Birth of the Son of Man.
30652|"There was a man upon the earth,
30652|Of the seed of Abraham, who would not leave his father's house,
30652|Not for one moment, not a step, not a step
30652|I know not what, but I know that, somewhere
30652|Behind that man, there is a mighty cloud,
30652|And the cloud, there is a cloud, there is a cloud
30652|"There is a cloud there, there is a cloud,
30652|And the cloud there is a cloud;
30652|And the cloud there is a cloud there, there is a cloud;
30652|And the cloud there is a cloud there, there is a cloud;
30652|And the cloud there is a cloud there, there is a cloud;
30652|And the cloud there is a cloud there, there is a cloud."
30652|"The day is not dead," the Old Year cried;
30652|"It is not dead;
30652|But something from its body is dead."
30652|And now it comes to birth again,
30652|And spits and bellows in the dark,
30652|And the darkness falls and the light is dim,
30652|And the Old Year is no more."
30652|"The sun is not dead," the Old Year cried;
30652|"It spits and bellows in the dark,
30652|And the darkness falls and the light is dim,
30652|And the sun is born again."
30652|"But I am born again," the Old Year cried;
30652|"For the sun of a day that is born;
30652|And I have come to speak and I am heard,
30652|And the night is not dead."
30652|"But I will break the cloud," the Old Year cried;
30652|"For the clouds are
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30652|There is a multitude of ghosts that dwell
30652|In the dark depths of the rock-built place
30652|Where the cold ages have rotted and mould,
30652|And what was once man, is now a ghost.
30652|The wooden words are broken; but I know
30652|That when the Second Coming comes to-day,
30652|Not one of all the broken things will fail.
30652|For all the fathomless and unending waste
30652|That is the earth, for all the shining places
30652|Where lie the dead, for all the lonely places,
30652|Wherein the souls of men are two and two,
30652|For all the tides that wash the skies,
30652|The seas that roll and break and wane,
30652|For all the wings of all the winds
30652|Beyond the place where Jesus lies
30652|Will be one single face to me.
30652|There is a tumult in the air,
30652|And I know that the walls are breaking,
30652|And the iron gate is opened,
30652|And the many doors of heaven are stirred.
30652|And I know that the future is blown
30652|On the winds, and broken, and shaken
30652|Like the song of a broken flute.
30652|There is a tumult in the sky;
30652|And I know that the clouds are broken,
30652|And the great moon lies so stillly,
30652|She has slept all her life-time through.
30652|There is a tumult in the sea,
30652|And I know that the storms are gone,
30652|And the waves are cold, and white, and still,
30652|And the shore is half a hollow
30652|Where the shattered rocks are piled.
30652|And I know that the myriad chimes
30652|Of the old pre-historical love,
30652|Are the voice of a melancholy dream,
30652|That waits a while in the dark
30652|To be heard and understood.
30652|There is a tumult in the air;
30652|And I know that the world is glad,
30652|And the flowers spring up, and the grass
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30652|Out of the darkness, as a god comes forth,
30652|Out of the heart of the mazes and the warps,
30652|The dawn comes forth from the sea of dreams.
30652|I am the day, and the wild sea is mine;
30652|I am the wind, and the drifting of the leaves;
30652|I am the sea and the dreams of the sea.
30652|I am the sea with its wandering waves,
30652|And the dreams of the sea and the dawn.
30652|I am the sea with its winds and winds of grey,
30652|And the wild wind of the sea; and I shall fly
30652|On the sea and the sea to-morrow.
30652|I am the sea-wind and the sea-rock,
30652|And the sea-strutted dreams of the sea.
30652|I am the sea-sail, and the sound of the sea;
30652|And I shall sweep in the sea-sails to-day,
30652|To-morrow.
30652|The gates of the palace are opened wide,
30652|The lights have burned the night,
30652|The last of the doves have flown,
30652|And the sea-lark has soared into the sky.
30652|The dawn is fled, the dawn is fled away,
30652|The sea is parted from the sea,
30652|And I lie in the sand.
30652|I have been to the sea,
30652|The sea and the sea-tides,
30652|And the mist is upon my eyes
30652|As the mist of yesterday.
30652|The sea is parted from the sea,
30652|The sea with the wet sand-strewn coasts,
30652|And the grey is upon my face
30652|As the grey of yesterday.
30652|The sands are turning, the sands are turning,
30652|The sands of the sea-sand stalks
30652|And the shadows are rushing, rushing
30652|I am the sea-mist and the sea-rain.
30652|I am the mist of the night and the day;
30652|I am the wind and the sea-stream,
30652
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30652|The shadows of the world go over the world,
30652|I know, for I have seen them, and I know
30652|That when the day of the world broke on them
30652|They fought with a crueller rage and gloom
30652|Than even the crowning of a king's wrath,
30652|And now that the world is done with them, I know
30652|That when the world is done with them, I know
30652|The moment that the world is done with them,
30652|A great grey cloud, rolling on with the roar
30652|Of the wind-harp and the wind-pulp, is brought
30652|Over the world, and the long shadows flee
30652|Across the desert where the falconers dwelt,
30652|And every hour a new one is born
30652|Out of the dust and shadow and the din
30652|Of the tumult and disturbance of the past,
30652|A little while ago, that the world is done
30652|With them.
30652|And I know now, as I know now, I knew then,
30652|That the world was done with them, and I know
30652|That when the world is done with them, I know
30652|That when the world is done with them, I know
30652|The moment that the world is done with them.
30652|There is a sorrow that I do not speak
30652|The word of, and I know how it is felt,
30652|To know that I shall never see again
30652|The hands of my beloved, the feet of my child.
30652|And the day has come. I shall never go
30652|Into the new night of my life, to see
30652|The blackest day that ever was, and feel
30652|The soul of the wind that is beating on my hair.
30652|The wind, the wind of the desert that is blown
30652|Like a sword-blade through the desert, and it will blow
30652|Into the night that follows after, and I know
30652|How it will be, and it will be, I know,
30652|A terrible night, and I shall not sleep,
30652|
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30652|I know not wherefore, but I know
30652|That in this riven wilderness
30652|Lonely and sick and old and gray
30652|I am.
30652|Lifting up his hand to God,
30652|Not without the tritum nerve
30652|Of many a long ago
30652|I came upon thy face;
30652|And if I seem, methinks,
30652|It is that on which I fled
30652|From many a noisy land.
30652|I have grown old and grey and old;
30652|And what I have grown old of
30652|I cannot tell, for Time
30652|Is with me and has no wings.
30652|I have made for thee my choice
30652|Of many a path and far,
30652|And oft I have avoided
30652|The way that was the best.
30652|I have given for thee my fame,
30652|And many a throne and throne,
30652|And many a court and star
30652|Above thy lowly dust.
30652|I have heard the distant thunder
30652|That haunts the lonely night,
30652|And heard the storm that roves
30652|O'er icy seas and snow-clad lands,
30652|But I am weary now
30652|Of the old wild ways.
30652|I am tired of the strife
30652|That makes me tired and old;
30652|I am tired of the crowd
30652|That makes me lonely now.
30652|I have worn my face with many a time,
30652|I have worn it out with many a sin,
30652|And I have often sighed
30652|To know that the great day was near.
30652|I am worn with the tears
30652|That fill the weary eyes,
30652|And the blood that runs through veins.
30652|I have known too many tears,
30652|I have known them long ago,
30652|And I could not help but look.
30652|And the old sorrow lies
30652|Beyond my weary years;
30652|And I turn away in scorn.
30652|I am weary of the day.
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30652|It is a moment; the next of all is not,
30652|Since that rocked cradle is the Judgment Chair
30652|Brought forth by the King to the very end
30652|To settle the question, and to settle it well.
30652|The King's son is, as all men will be told,
30652|A liar and a tyrant, and the King
30652|Knows this, and is sorry for it.
30652|The King's son is the tyrant, and he is young;
30652|His friends are the counsellors of the State,
30652|Who tell him of things that are not things, and what
30652|Are the very monster-things; and the King
30652|Knows this, and is sorry for it.
30652|It is a moment; the next of all is not,
30652|Since that rocked cradle is the Judgment Chair
30652|Brought forth by the King to the very end
30652|To settle the question, and to settle it well.
30652|The King's son is a liar and a rebel,
30652|Who will not bend to his father's will;
30652|He fights against him, and he shall be slain,
30652|And he shall be stoned with stones.
30652|The King's son is a rebel; and he is young,
30652|And his purpose is good, and it pleases Him
30652|To put his enemies to such trial
30652|As He has set for men.
30652|It is a moment; the next of all is not,
30652|Since that rocked cradle is the Judgment Chair
30652|Brought forth by the King to the very end
30652|To settle the question, and to settle it well.
30652|It is a moment; the next of all is not,
30652|Since that rocked cradle is the Judas Seat
30652|Where the worms of darkness, from the day that Christ
30652|Laid hold on them, went up in smoke,
30652|And the dust and the smoke will still be higher
30652|Till all the dust and all the smoke are gone;
30652|And the first stones of the battle-field
30652|Shall be the earth
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30652|There is a palace in the desert land
30652|Wherein a woman dwells
30652|Whose face is like a woman's, and whose hand
30652|Is like her hand, and whose breath is sweet
30652|As the wind's breath; and she looks out of her heart
30652|As the woman looks into her heart,
30652|And in her eyes is the light of love.
30652|And in her ears is the beat
30652|Of a heart that has no pity,
30652|But beats for love and for peace.
30652|And in her hands is the first white rose
30652|That ever grew, and that never fades.
30652|There is a palace in the desert land
30652|Wherein a woman dwells
30652|Whose face is like a woman, and whose hand
30652|Is like her hand, and whose breath is sweet
30652|As the wind's breath; and she looks out of her heart
30652|As the woman looks into her heart,
30652|And in her eyes is the light of love.
30652|There is a palace in the desert land
30652|Wherein a woman dwells
30652|Whose face is like a woman, and whose hand
30652|Is like her hand, and whose breath is sweet
30652|As the wind's breath; and she looks out of her heart
30652|As the woman looks into her heart,
30652|And in her eyes is the light of love.
30652|There is a palace in the desert land
30652|Wherein a woman dwells
30652|That is radiant as the morning sky,
30652|And a god that is fierce as the storm.
30652|And a dreadful voice goes round her head
30652|As she listens and listens to the way
30652|Of the heart-throbbing world; and her eyes
30652|Are clouded with a helpless dread.
30652|And she cannot sing.
30652|There is a woman in the desert land
30652|Whose face is like a woman, and whose hand
30652|Is like her hand, and whose breath is sweet
30652|As the wind's breath; and she looks out of her heart
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30652|In the dark of the midnight I woke,
30652|And the shadows of the creatures that were dead
30652|Faded before me.  I looked and saw
30652|The gray of their great heads and their great eyes,
30652|And I knew that I had seen the face of a man.
30652|I knew that the world was changed, and I felt
30652|The bitterness of a bitter thing.
30652|The little worlds in the seas of the dark,
30652|I knew were overthrown by the little worlds,
30652|And I knew I must rise up and sit in the sun,
30652|And live on the sea and forget my grief.
30652|My little souls were silenced, and I knew
30652|I should have been silent, and my grief
30652|Would have risen higher than that which was spoken
30652|In the great silence of the night.
30652|I was not far from the sea, I was not far from the sea,
30652|I was with the winds and the waters;
30652|I was with the ancient seas in their silence,
30652|I was with the old stars in their glory.
30652|I was with the maidens of the dawn,
30652|And with the maidens of the sunset,
30652|I was with the maidens of the moon,
30652|And with the maidens of the day.
30652|I was with the night in their beauty,
30652|And with the night in the dusk with them
30652|I sang, and I danced, and I walked,
30652|And all night long I was glad.
30652|I was with the wind and with the wave,
30652|And with the winds in the woods and the waves,
30652|I was with the maidens in the evening,
30652|I was with the maidens in the sunrise.
30652|I was with the stars in their brightness,
30652|And with the stars in their shadow.
30652|I was with the Maids in the darkness,
30652|And with the Maids in their darkness.
30652|I was with the stars in their splendor,
30652|And with the stars in their splendor.

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30652|There's a great man in the house
30652|Who's like a great picture,
30652|With a great red rose in his hand,
30652|And he's seen the world a-marvelling
30652|And a-tremble with the thought of a
30652|great grand birth.
30652|There's a great door to the heart of the world
30652|That's open and wide;
30652|And a great sky over the world,
30652|and a great sky over the world,
30652|And a great mother's face in the heart of the world
30652|Who's like a great picture,
30652|With a great red rose in his hand.
30652|He's seen the world a-shouting,
30652|And a great air of the world
30652|Circling and answering his heart
30652|With a great joyous call.
30652|There's a great trumpet to the world
30652|That's mighty and strong;
30652|And the world goes mad and it goes mad,
30652|And the people shout and they shout,
30652|"Oh, where's the great picture,
30652|With a great red rose in his hand?"
30652|The night of the great funeral
30652|Will not be a night of peace;
30652|For the great funeral
30652|Is a murderer with his blade,
30652|And the people cry and they cry,
30652|"Oh, where's the great picture,
30652|With a great red rose in his hand?"
30652|The day's at the long end of the world
30652|Where the great road goes out,
30652|And the great road goes out of the great town
30652|And the great sky, and the great sea,
30652|And the great city with its great streets
30652|And all the people saying, "O, where's the great picture,
30652|With a great red rose in his hand?"
30652|The night's at the very end of the world,
30652|And the great roads go back
30652|To the great place with the white faces,
30652|And the great day with the white streets,
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30652|I know that in the vaulted depths of the windless past,
30652|A voice is screaming,
30652|"Curse on you, sinners, cursed!"
30652|But where? the voice is never heard,
30652|And yet I know it is there.
30652|Why do the stars twinkle like a bride,
30652|A bride that goes
30652|To wed some priest that may not stay?
30652|And must I walk under that white dome
30652|Of heaven, in the city of the sun?
30652|My heart is aching
30652|To be a child,
30652|And the stars cry in the dusk and shine
30652|For me to be a child.
30652|But as I walk the night and day
30652|The darkness is a stone wall that bars
30652|My body from the whole world.
30652|And when I walk the night and day
30652|I curse the darkness,
30652|And my feet run down the moonlit street
30652|And the stars cry in the dusk.
30652|And when I curse the darkness,
30652|I am the devil's child;
30652|And I curse the darkness,
30652|And the stars cry in the dusk and shine
30652|For me to be a child.
30652|I am the devil's child,
30652|And all the night,
30652|And all the day,
30652|The darkness cries for me;
30652|And I must curse it all the night.
30652|I am the devil's child,
30652|And all the day,
30652|And all the day,
30652|The darkness cries for me;
30652|And I must curse it all the day.
30652|I am the devil's child,
30652|And all the night,
30652|And all the night,
30652|The darkness cries for me;
30652|And I must curse it all the night.
30652|The darkness laughs a long and loud laugh
30652|And cries to me:
30652|"What is the task you have got, my son?
30652|The darkness is a stone wall that bars
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30652|The nursery rhyme
30652|I sing
30652|Is for a little child
30652|That must have the sea
30652|In it.
30652|When I have waked in the morning
30652|And heard the bickering wind
30652|Seek for the sea,
30652|Then I have gone to the nursery
30652|And washed my eyes and said
30652|The nursery rhyme
30652|Is for a little child
30652|That must have the sea
30652|In it.
30652|When I have looked on the sunset,
30652|And seen the red
30652|And red
30652|And red
30652|And red
30652|And red,
30652|Then I have washed my face
30652|And said the nursery rhyme
30652|Is for a little child
30652|That must have the sea
30652|In it.
30652|And when I have slept
30652|And have slumbered sound
30652|And have dreamt of a star
30652|In the sky,
30652|And have fallen asleep
30652|I shall wake and say
30652|The nursery rhyme
30652|Is for a little child
30652|That must have the sea
30652|In it.
30652|The sun on the sea is low
30652|When I was young;
30652|And the waves came to me
30652|And said
30652|That he was born
30652|To her, the sea;
30652|And I was afraid.
30652|He is a little ship
30652|That holds the sun
30652|And the moon at bay,
30652|And has no mast at all
30652|To save her from harm,
30652|And I am afraid.
30652|She lies alone
30652|In the white sea-sand,
30652|And the waves go by
30652|At their light,
30652|And the stars are strange
30652|And strange
30652|And strange
30652|And strange
30652|And strange
30652|And strange.
30652|The old sea-tree
30652|Is fair to
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30652|So shall the darkness drop again.
30652|I saw the terrible King in the monstrous King
30652|Bending above his throne; a monstrous form
30652|He was, a lion-man with a haughty jaw.
30652|He roared and he howled, for the God of Slaughter,
30652|He who had wielded his mighty sceptre,
30652|He who had signed the awful letter of doom,
30652|He had signalled the great doom to all men's ears.
30652|The King stood up in his breast, and looked down
30652|Into the face of his slaves. He looked in
30652|Their eyes, and they were grey with the tears of pain,
30652|And in their faces he beheld the fear
30652|And the heart of him which was to be forever there,
30652|And he signalled the King to death and silence.
30652|Then the King went down from his high throne,
30652|And he said to the slaves: "I will make a gift
30652|Of land and of sea-cloth and of gold,
30652|And of my right and my rightful treasure-trove,
30652|And I will give you the name of the King,
30652|And the blue-grey armour of the golden crown,
30652|And the sceptre, and the sceptre shall obey you.
30652|"And I will give you the right to cast
30652|The iron of the posts of the iron-workers,
30652|And the right to cast the iron of the ships,
30652|And the right to cast the iron of the swords,
30652|And the right to cast the iron of the hammers,
30652|And to hammer your hands in the iron-workers' faces,
30652|And to hammer your hands in the iron-workers' hammers,
30652|And to break their heads in the iron-workers' bones."
30652|So the King went down from his high throne,
30652|And he went to his sceptre and his sceptre-staff,
30652|And he smote them with his sceptre, and the King
30652|Smote all the iron-workers' faces, and smote
30652|
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30652|Some dream of home; some dream of a good-by;
30652|Some dream of a flickering light at the end of the way;
30652|Some dream of the nurse; and some dream of the shore;
30652|Some dream of the ship; and some dream of the land.
30652|Where is it now? Ah, where is it now?
30652|I hear the old bell
30652|Tolling like an echo;
30652|And the voices of the past
30652|Sing to me, passing over
30652|Like a song from the distant,
30652|Called back to me from the far,
30652|Faint voice of the children,
30652|Sister voices, lost voices,
30652|Voices of all the children,
30652|Voices of the far-off children
30652|Who are passing over,
30652|Lost children, with the voice of the old bell.
30652|It is not the long-drawn lament
30652|Of a soul with sorrow riven;
30652|But a sad, dark-ringing,
30652|Spirit that leans and listens,
30652|Whispering in the dusk,
30652|While the ages go and pass.
30652|It is not the long, long sigh
30652|Of a heart that cannot rest;
30652|But a hollow voice that whispers,
30652|Like a voice from the graves,
30652|Whispering in the night,
30652|And the ages come and go.
30652|It is not the life-graft that comes
30652|Of a soul upon life's journey;
30652|But a voice that pines
30652|For the children of the children
30652|Who are passing over,
30652|Sister voices, lost voices,
30652|Voices of all the children,
30652|Voices of the far-off children
30652|Whose eyes are shut and dim.
30652|It is not the sudden-breathing
30652|Of a soul that has died young;
30652|But a voice that is crying
30652|For the children who are dying,
30652|Who have perished long ago,
30652
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30652|It is not the light of the sun
30652|That scares the night,
30652|But the night's wild cry
30652|That horrifies the day,
30652|For the light of the sun
30652|Is all that wakes.
30652|Who wakes at all
30652|Who wakes,
30652|That wakes the night,
30652|That shakes the day.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|Night wakes,
30652|And day will wake.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The dawn is dead,
30652|And the sky-lark has gone.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The sun is old,
30652|And the stars in their place
30652|Stand with folded wings,
30652|Huddled against the dark,
30652|And with no light to guide them,
30652|They watch the morning stars
30652|That gleam at night
30652|From the skies.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The sun is young,
30652|And the dawn is dead,
30652|And the dawn's blind face
30652|Will see nothing at all.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The night is young,
30652|And the dawn is dead.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The moon is old,
30652|And the stars in their place
30652|Stand with folded wings
30652|And watch the sky.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The moon is young,
30652|And the sun is dead.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The dawn is young,
30652|And the stars in their place
30652|Stand with folded wings
30652|And watch the day.
30652|Who wakes,
30652|The sun is old,
30652|And the stars in their place
30652|Stand with folded wings
30652|Watching the night.
30652|I go back to the place
30652|Where I left my love
30652|When I was a maiden.
30652|I walk across the sands,
30652|I look at the land
30652|I have left her.

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30652|Of this one thing I can make no doubt.
30652|The night is on the mountains; the dawn is on the sea;
30652|And in the sea the ships are all asleep.
30652|The ships are all asleep.
30652|They sleep, but the creaking iron of the night
30652|Is on their hammocks, and on their decks
30652|The barefoot labourers hear the rattle of hooves
30652|And the rumble of the tumbling waves.
30652|I heard the thunder of the wind
30652|A little way away;
30652|And the brown leaves trembled on the tree
30652|That bordered the river.
30652|The river was as still as death;
30652|A great brown bat
30652|Was sitting in the grass
30652|On the banks of the river,
30652|Waiting for me.
30652|And the trees bent over the land
30652|As I passed by;
30652|For I knew that somewhere in the world
30652|The waiting bats would come.
30652|The trees were waiting for me;
30652|The little birds were singing
30652|To welcome their grey mates;
30652|And the rain-bowed trees, they knew
30652|That the brown bats were coming.
30652|The bats came through the rain;
30652|They flew from the trees,
30652|They flew from the skies,
30652|And I heard their wings beat
30652|Against my flying feet.
30652|I sat on the bank
30652|That ran beside the river,
30652|And the breeze blew fresh and free
30652|And sweet along the grass.
30652|It rustled the leaves
30652|That waved in the sunshine;
30652|It stirred the river's bed
30652|With the gentle sound of rain.
30652|The shining sun on the stream
30652|Shone all a-beam,
30652|Till all the sky above
30652|Was like a golden sea.
30652|It was like a golden sun
30652|That shone in a golden sea.
30652|The brown bats flew
30652|Where the waves were bare
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30652|The ragged iron on the floor is stirred,
30652|The quivering drapery of the fetlock's scapula
30652|Starts in the air; and with the wheezy sound
30652|Of a rusty bell, a worker at the loom is moving
30652|A small, naked woman with a sudden pain,
30652|Tugging at the rags that cling to her feet.
30652|Out of the darkness and the night
30652|The lamp burns red; the fire burns up;
30652|And out of the darkness and the night
30652|The daylight falls and the night is born.
30652|The little children whither the aged men
30652|Run, crying, "Mother, the fire burns!"
30652|Out of the darkness and the night
30652|The lamp burns red; the fire burns up;
30652|And out of the darkness and the night
30652|The daylight falls and the night is born.
30652|The human cry "mother, the fire burns!"
30652|Out of the darkness and the night
30652|The lamp burns red; the fire burns up;
30652|And out of the darkness and the night
30652|The lamp burns red and the fire burns up.
30652|The little children wind the old men's bones
30652|In a grave close by the edge of the ground,
30652|As they were told to do in the old days.
30652|The grave is brown, the grave is brown;
30652|And the grave of the man that died of a broken heart
30652|Is covered with grass and the leaves of death.
30652|And out of the darkness and the night
30652|The lamp burns red; the fire burns up;
30652|And out of the darkness and the night
30652|The lamp burns red and the fire burns up.
30652|"The air is full of song," a child said,
30652|"The air is full of song,"
30652|"The air is full of singing children
30652|Who come to pray with me."
30652|The air is full of song, and the air is full of light,
30652|And the song that the children sing is a holy thing
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30652|Of what poor human life? They slept in the dusk
30652|When the first blast of the day blew out the stars,
30652|And at the westering sun their small hands clung
30652|To the creaking pillars of the pyramid;
30652|And when the first caravans of old sailed out
30652|From the West, in the days of the first sun.
30652|But when they woke at the rising of the sun
30652|And saw the world all silver with the sun,
30652|They saw the wind in the earth, they saw the sea,
30652|They saw the skies, and then they were lost.
30652|Then the sun woke, and the stars went their way
30652|To the lands of the far-off cities they had seen
30652|In dreams, and at the dawn of time they died.
30652|And I, what is it that is coming now
30652|In the darkness of the night, with the wind
30652|And the stars? What is it that I hear now
30652|In the silence of the night, like the sound
30652|Of the far-off thunder of the sea?
30652|What is it that I see, all about me,
30652|In the silence of the night?
30652|It is the voice of one who gave me life,
30652|And drew the blood that gave me breath;
30652|It is the lips of one who held my hand
30652|Till my own heart beat there;
30652|It is the voice of him who heard my vow
30652|When the winds of the world were wild;
30652|It is the lips of him who heard my vow
30652|In the silence of the night.
30652|Aye, it is he who hears my words
30652|In the silence of the night.
30652|He is the father of all things; all that move,
30652|All that breathe, all that sleep, all that eat,
30652|He is the first-born of all the world.
30652|He is the first-born of all the world.
30652|The wind has blown his banners out
30652|On the wastes of the long-drawn sea;
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30652|What is that thing, methinks, that licks the desert sage
30652|And that reels like a restless snake?
30652|In a far-away land of mire and tears
30652|Its skin is black, its mighty head bare;
30652|Its teeth are as the shovels of the flame,
30652|And its eyes are as the flaming eyes of hell;
30652|I see it with the cold blood in its mouth,
30652|And in the darkness over it I see
30652|The ruddy faces of the wild beasts of hell.
30652|My heart is sick of the night and the night,
30652|Of a white silence and of a darkness between.
30652|I know not what is at hand, but I know
30652|That it is better to be good than bad
30652|Than worse than nothing; and that the end
30652|Of a good life is a quiet childhood's sleep.
30652|What is this thing that I see in the night?
30652|A black thing with flaming eyes, a man's
30652|Degenerate form with the head of a king,
30652|Who walks, and still walks in the streets of Rome,
30652|Bearing a child, and who shouts at the skies.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That it is better to be good than bad
30652|Than worse than nothing; and that the end
30652|Of a good life is a quiet childhood's sleep.
30652|It is best to be good than bad;
30652|To be good and to endure,
30652|That is the way to be great.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That it is better to be good than bad
30652|Than worse than nothing; and that the end
30652|Of a good life is a quiet childhood's sleep.
30652|I knew the day would never go by
30652|That I should do this thing or that;
30652|And I knew that, if I spoke to you
30652|At that great hour, or seemed to speak,
30652|You would say: "He is good," or "He is great,"
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30652|O strange and silent mystery!
30652|The darkness drops again, but now I know
30652|That within the dawn of the Third Coming
30652|The darkness drops again; and here and there
30652|The flying shadows of the dark men creep
30652|Across the dark. But this is not the end.
30652|The dawn grows cold and dark, the darkness drops again;
30652|And the sun goes down in the black clouds
30652|That crowd the skies. The pale moon has gone down
30652|Into the west, and the pale stars have gone
30652|Into the far east, and the new moon has come
30652|Into the east of the sky, and a voice
30652|Of the new moon is borne on the wind
30652|From the many-tinted eyes of the star;
30652|And the wind blows from the west, and the winds
30652|Are hushed in the twilight, and I know
30652|That a new sky is born, and the night is born
30652|Of the mystery of God, and a voice
30652|Of the night is borne on the wind
30652|From the many-tinted eyes of the star;
30652|And the wind blows from the west, and the winds
30652|Are hushed in the twilight, and I know
30652|That the shadow of a world is born
30652|In the darkness of the night.
30652|This is the harvest of the year.
30652|The fruit of the year.
30652|The flowers of the year.
30652|The leaves of the year.
30652|The blood of the year.
30652|The speech of the year.
30652|The voice of the year.
30652|This is the harvest of the year.
30652|The leaves of the year.
30652|The blood of the year.
30652|The flowers of the year.
30652|The leaves of the year.
30652|The leaves of the year.
30652|To him who in the dawn and when the skies were wet
30652|Sang in the red light of day, with the high masts furled,
30652|Came in a boat and
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30652|The dawn is up. I hear a shifting noise
30652|As of a multitude of creaking feet.
30652|It moves towards Bethlehem, but the cradle
30652|Of a mighty darkness is rocking its cradle.
30652|Out of the darkness, slowly, slowly,
30652|The great stony-footed white ones come;
30652|The waves of the sea are black with them,
30652|And the sea-dust in the island caves
30652|Is mingled with the sands of the ocean.
30652|They head towards Bethlehem, but I know
30652|That they are only moving in the dark
30652|To keep me awake and waiting for night.
30652|The lamp is out. The great rocking cradle
30652|Of the darkness is rocking its cradle.
30652|So they come to Bethlehem, but I know
30652|That they will not reach the place of birth
30652|Until at least three hundred years have gone.
30652|But when shall this be? I cannot tell.
30652|The great stony-footed white ones come
30652|Around the third thousand years have passed.
30652|And when shall this be? Who knows? Who knows?
30652|It may be that something is amiss.
30652|There's nothing more beautiful than a baby.
30652|I love him, I love him, I love him;
30652|But, oh, there is nothing like a baby.
30652|The golden lids are closed upon him,
30652|And yet his tender eyes are blue;
30652|I like to watch them in the darkness
30652|Because they do not give us pain.
30652|He has no sense of sinning;
30652|He knows no sorrow;
30652|He hears no weeping;
30652|His face is like a river
30652|That sings and flows on forever.
30652|He has no trouble;
30652|He is contented;
30652|He loves to play with me.
30652|I love him, I love him,
30652|I love him, I love him;
30652|But when shall we be weary?
30652|It may be that we shall meet.
30652|
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30652|There's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And it will be a long while yet
30652|Before the new sea-waves beat it
30652|About the head.
30652|There's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the sea,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|But it is the end of that long wave
30652|That lays its fluttering wings.
30652|There's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the sea,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|There's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And it will be a long while yet
30652|Before the new sea-waves beat it
30652|About the head.
30652|There's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And it will be a long while yet
30652|Before the old sea-waves beat it
30652|About the head.
30652|There's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the sea,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave on the shore,
30652|And the great sea-wave will be long.
30652|And then there's a great sea-wave
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30652|The dawn is red, the clouds are high,
30652|And the air is thick with the laughter of flutes,
30652|And the vespers of love. The silence is thick,
30652|But the cry of the birds is on the winds.
30652|Ah! it was the bird of night
30652|That sang to the Lord in the sunset of youth.
30652|A singing bird of the moonlight
30652|He, like a youthful shepherd, went to the hill.
30652|He sang to the hills of his childhood,
30652|To the sleepy birds that sang on the pines,
30652|And he heard their voices in the darkness
30652|Chiming in the darkness of the hills.
30652|A singing bird of the night
30652|That sang to the Lord in the sunrise of youth!
30652|The white stars flamed on the hills,
30652|And the waves were clear, and the clouds were bright
30652|As the spray of the waves on the shore.
30652|The stars were shaken in the sky,
30652|The clouds were shaken in the sky,
30652|As the waves in the sunset of youth
30652|When the shadows of the hills of youth are red.
30652|The clouds were shaken in the sky,
30652|The stars were shaken in the sky,
30652|As the waves of the sunset of youth
30652|When the shadows of the hills of youth are red.
30652|O singing bird of the night,
30652|Singing in the darkness of the hill,
30652|God is a singing bird in His starlight
30652|That is borne of His wayward youth.
30652|The hills are shaking in the sky,
30652|The clouds are shaking in the sky,
30652|As the waves in the sunset of youth
30652|When the shadows of the hills of youth are red.
30652|The sea of the world is a sounding bell
30652|And I hear the sea of life that rolls
30652|As a tide in the dark of the sea.
30652|It rings in the heart of the night,
30652|It rings in the day of the heart of man,
30652|It
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30652|Ah! that a poet, then a shepherdess,
30652|Should have such thoughts, and that their senseless things
30652|Should be the music of a night so long;
30652|For surely there is more at stake than fame,
30652|Or life itself, than all things that are good.
30652|But for the sceptic, sceptic, sceptic,
30652|When a voice awakes from his hour-glass;
30652|When the sun wakes up and the dawn comes forth
30652|Crowned with a new glory and a new light,
30652|The soul's first dream--that is the thing to do,
30652|When the heart hears that voice of his in vain,
30652|Who speaks to it of the Future, and its birth.
30652|(A little baby cries; and at the door of the
30652|little green cottage, on the windy mountain-side,
30652|a little old woman cries. I think it is
30652|her little old father.)
30652|But the wind blows high; the wind blows cold and
30652|dark; and I dream of the little old woman
30652|on the windy hill side.
30652|The wind blows high; the wind blows cold and
30652|dark; and I dream of the little old man
30652|on his work in the valley.
30652|The wind blows cold and dark; the wind blows
30652|from the east; and the little old man
30652|travels over the earth.
30652|The wind blows high; the wind blows cold and
30652|shadows: and I dream of the little old woman
30652|on the lonely hill side.
30652|The wind blows dark; the wind blows from the
30652|east; and the little old man
30652|walks through the dusky land.
30652|I dream of the little old woman on the
30652|mountain side.
30652|It is the little old woman who cries and
30652|cries in the dark.
30652|It is the little old woman who cries and
30652|cries in the dark.
30652|It is the little old woman who cries in
30652|
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30652|Or did some still other one go up
30652|From the old rampart, with a face of flame,
30652|A face of the awful in his wake,
30652|And a great hand outstretched, that should have been
30652|Some mighty angel's that had been to save
30652|A nation, or a world, or a king?
30652|What voice is that that calls in the wind,
30652|"God save the King?"
30652|The voice is quenched. O God, my soul!
30652|The voice is gone.
30652|_The sun is up; the shadows of the night
30652|Are on the city.
30652|The sun is up._
30652|O dark city of Bethlehem!
30652|O city of the unconquered faith!
30652|O woman-gods that are lovely!
30652|O love-gods that are mighty!
30652|O light-besom, with the hand of God
30652|In the dark.
30652|O light of Bethlehem!
30652|O woman-goddess that is beautiful,
30652|O woman-god that is noble!
30652|O light of Bethlehem!
30652|O light of Israel!
30652|O light of Israel that is strong
30652|Against the sword,
30652|That never fails
30652|To see afar
30652|The glimmer of a star,
30652|Or the faint gleam of a moon
30652|That lies in the heaven's silence,
30652|Or the gleam
30652|Of a child's laughter
30652|That is a little child;
30652|O light of Bethlehem!
30652|_The wind is up; the shadows of the night
30652|Are on the city.
30652|The wind is up._
30652|O wind of Bethlehem!
30652|O wind of the mighty to-morrow!
30652|O wind of the strong to-morn,
30652|Whose feet are marvelling
30652|Where the far sea-gulfs lie,
30652|And the black hills are blind with sea
30652|And the hill-sides and
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30652|I know not what I am, but I know
30652|That, as the dawned day shone on the sea,
30652|The water-wraith that could not wake the sea
30652|Came up between the waves and made her moan,
30652|A woman with a trembling hand and eyes
30652|As ever teary eyes have been.
30652|She drew a little backward along,
30652|As one who cries because a fiend has caught her,
30652|And looked at the clouds and the sea;
30652|Then drew herself up with a great effort,
30652|And strove to weep; but the sea-mew said,
30652|"Oh! do not weep, my child; you know
30652|There is no night till morn again,
30652|There is no night till thy birth-day;
30652|And this is a birth-song to the sea,
30652|And a birth-song unto the sea.
30652|"There is no night till morn again,
30652|There is no night till thy birth-day;
30652|And this is a birth-song unto the sea
30652|And a birth-song unto the sea.
30652|"There is no night till thy birth-day,
30652|There is no night till thy birth-eve;
30652|And this is a birth-song unto the sea
30652|And a birth-song unto the sea.
30652|"There is no night till thy birth-eve,
30652|There is no night till thy death-bed;
30652|And this is a birth-song unto the sea
30652|And a birth-song unto the sea."
30652|The sea sighed, and the woman sank
30652|Down on the sands and held her peace
30652|And, like a child who would some sad news tell,
30652|The rocking cradle shook and bowed.
30652|Then the sea-mew cried aloud,
30652|"Oh, do not weep, my child; I know
30652|There is no night till morn again,
30652|There is no night till thy birth-day;
30652|And this is a birth-song unto the
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30652|The dawn comes up; and, with it, the long grey day
30652|And all its sorrows, and the broken vows;
30652|But I come back from the desert to the sun,
30652|And the great redness of the dawning.
30652|_The Lion and the Unicorn_
30652|Hark to the song of the wind!
30652|It is the horn of the wind in the forest.
30652|And the words that I sing with it are sweet,
30652|As the feet of a girl in a foreign land
30652|Singing on a rock:
30652|"Oh, I know a hill,
30652|Hill and fox-haunted wood,
30652|Hill and haunted wood,
30652|That hath no moonlight light
30652|But the golden dreamers' eyes
30652|Sees not in the noon-tide glow
30652|Though the trees are all alive
30652|With the soft wing sounds of flight
30652|From the grey high clouds away.
30652|"There is a hill,
30652|Hill and fox-haunted wood,
30652|Hill and haunted wood,
30652|Where the green sea-marshes slope
30652|Like the shoulders of a ship,
30652|And the hoary sea-marshes slope
30652|Through the darkening boughs of night.
30652|"There is a hill,
30652|Hill and fox-haunted wood,
30652|Hill and haunted wood,
30652|With the sea-gulls singing near
30652|Like the horn and the word
30652|Of a far-off, sweet, and strange
30652|Rosicrucian, singing near
30652|Through the forests of the sea.
30652|"There is a hill,
30652|Hill and fox-haunted wood,
30652|Hill and haunted wood,
30652|With the white-horned red-fox's cry,
30652|Where the white-tusks are in ambush,
30652|In the ambush of the night.
30652|"There is a hill,
30652|Hill and fox-haunted wood,
30652|
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30652|It seems a long, long way to the city
30652|Where I live: a long, long way indeed,
30652|For in my heart I know that the ends of the earth
30652|Will have to wait for me some day,
30652|And that my dear ones and I will come to thee
30652|And my dear Jesus, and my dear Jesus,
30652|And the Cross and the Child, and the Cross and the Cross
30652|Will be to beheld by the eyes of men.
30652|So I make for the city: and all day
30652|The things that I see are so vast and strong
30652|That I know I shall not see them quite,
30652|But in the morning I shall see them all
30652|In the light of the sunset, and the rest
30652|Will be that they were never so strong.
30652|Hast thou seen the light at the dawn
30652|That is beginning to break?
30652|Has the sun begun to break
30652|In the distance of the east?
30652|And hath the night begun to break,
30652|Or hath the grey cloud rolled between,
30652|Or the wind grown tired of play?
30652|The sun has broken in the east;
30652|The sun has broken in the east;
30652|The wind has grown tired of play;
30652|Or the wind has grown tired of sun;
30652|Or the clouds have grown tired of snow.
30652|Oh, that it were not the night
30652|That is weary of day,
30652|But only the weary light
30652|That is weary of night!
30652|Oh, it were not the night that is weary,
30652|But only the weary light!
30652|The child is weary of the night
30652|That is weary of day;
30652|And the child is weary of the light
30652|That is weary of night.
30652|Oh, it were not the night that is weary,
30652|But only the weary light!
30652|It is little Willy's wedding-day,
30652|And the bride has sent the ball
30652|Out of the castle gate;

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30652|I am weary of all this, and all that seems
30652|Of half-believed things, and of empty rumours
30652|Of the same old mischance--the very same.
30652|This I will do: I will climb the mountain side,
30652|And tread the grey stone path to the sea-wind's shore.
30652|The sun goes down; and on the earth, with all its bale
30652|And all its withered hopes, I shall not weep.
30652|There is no weeping, but a joyous longing
30652|For the new birth, a longing for the sun.
30652|I will come back to the place where I have been,
30652|For I am stronger than I seem to be,
30652|And I shall walk by the old sea-wind's side.
30652|_I._ They say that I am stronger than I seem
30652|By this they remember that I am.
30652|_I._                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
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30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That something is at stake, that something more
30652|Will surely come at last; I know that something
30652|Will surely break in on me, for I have learned
30652|That I must struggle, struggle and still.
30652|Yet at the end, when the dream is all done,
30652|When the last mighty secret is all known,
30652|I shall not care; I shall be lighter-hearted
30652|Than when I was a long time back, a long time ago.
30652|The tide of the world runs back a hundred years,
30652|And the world's great echoes do not stir again,
30652|And the ocean is shaken; but there is a
30652|Long time ago a great time-keeper
30652|Went up the gulf, and he knew of a sea
30652|Frozen, dreadful, terrible, from the end of the world
30652|To the end of the world; and he called it the Dead.
30652|And they bore him thence to a vast reed-forest,
30652|Wherein the nymphs would not be: and he told
30652|A secret of the sea that the sea-maids knew;
30652|And he brought the dead man to a dim water-brook
30652|That was in a river of the furthest deeps;
30652|And they blessed him, and he was whole again,
30652|And walked the world.
30652|And in the day of the world
30652|They sent him back, with his body clothed with life,
30652|And his soul went up with him, and their day
30652|Became the old time, and he was gone,
30652|And the world stood still.
30652|And the great winds rose up in the forest-trees
30652|And they covered the great waves with their wings
30652|And they drowned the great winds in a mist-cloud
30652|That hid them from the sun.
30652|And the great waves stood still and watched them,
30652|And the great waves were silent; and the great waves
30652|Laughed at the dead man; for they knew him not.
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30652|I see the high hills, and, above the hills,
30652|A voice from the immensity of hills,
30652|And all the valleys and the fountains and streams
30652|Wakening to song. I see the hills and streams
30652|Aspiringly, with no thought of human things
30652|Troubling their quietness; their whole being
30652|Grows stark and solemn in the eagerness
30652|Of life.
30652|I know the hillside, and, by the aching dint
30652|Of buckles of stone in the sunlight,
30652|I see the frescoes of the churchyard of Our Lady
30652|Upheapt to a dome of sky; I know the hillside,
30652|And the clear strength of my own heart.
30652|I see the river, and by the white sunlight
30652|It seems as it would leap from its own quietness
30652|And light upon my forehead, and over me
30652|Sink like a dream; and I go on, and go
30652|To where the tops of the hills have closed
30652|Around the world.
30652|I see the city, and I feel the touch
30652|Of beauty on my head; and I know that all
30652|The gentle, tall, young men and women
30652|Who now my hand in friendship have extended
30652|For help to this man, to this man whom I
30652|Have had the privilege of being in company
30652|With, are quick with joy to own the man who
30652|Is now the first in the way of kindness
30652|As the first in friendship.
30652|I know the road, and the roads are wide
30652|To take me over, and many I know
30652|Who, not to be out of sight of the man
30652|Who looks upon me now, but down the road
30652|Will go forward, with a stoop and laugh,
30652|And run my own old race, and so be glad
30652|Of the man in the world!
30652|I know the ways, and I know the ways are hard,
30652|But I will tread them, and I will
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30652|The sunset rims the depths with its fogs,
30652|The night is a jasper curtain, and now
30652|I know that the great Bridegroom has become
30652|A kind of deity in the darkness; and once more
30652|The Temple stands in a plenitude of fire
30652|Before me. But if I should say that I knew
30652|The end was at hand, I should lose my way.
30652|I have heard the mocking wind say
30652|That in the wooded hillside
30652|The wind is a-tremble;
30652|And ever since the day
30652|That I came home in the evening,
30652|And saw the lights like fingers,
30652|And the wind whispering to the trees
30652|Through the dead leaves on the ground,
30652|I have been in a dream-world
30652|And ever since that day
30652|Have I been in a dream-world.
30652|And ever since I am waking
30652|And ever in a dream-world,
30652|The wind is a-tremble and whispering
30652|To the trees and grass and grass;
30652|And ever since I have come
30652|To the village by the sea
30652|And found the wind in the sea-weed
30652|And the wind in the lights like fingers,
30652|And the wind in the sea-grass
30652|And the wind in the words of the sea.
30652|It is not the wind I love,
30652|It is not the sea-grass
30652|That makes me merry,
30652|But the winds that come and go
30652|And the wind in the night-time
30652|That is whispering to me.
30652|It is not the wind that is whispering
30652|To me, but the wind in the night-time
30652|That is calling to me.
30652|It is not the wind in the night-time
30652|That is whispering to me,
30652|But the wind that is lying on the ground
30652|In the shadow of the trees,
30652|And the wind in the darkness of the houses
30652
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30652|There is a quiet in the heart of man
30652|That has been lonely; there is a peace that comes
30652|From the touch of the hand that knows what it is,
30652|And the face that I shall never see.
30652|I have not been the same since I was young;
30652|I do not know what I am doing now;
30652|I have not known what I was doing then;
30652|I am all men's talk and nothing yet.
30652|And what shall the end be? Will it be better
30652|That I was never born, or will it be worse
30652|That I shall not know what I was doing then?
30652|O, give me the love of being who is mine,
30652|And the great words spoken in the old English tongue,
30652|And the old time when I was young,
30652|When I was all men's talk and nothing yet.
30652|For I shall write them in my name
30652|When I am dead, as these words were in them,
30652|And the old time when I was young.
30652|I was weary of the way, and of the grave,
30652|And of the shadow in the westering sun,
30652|And of the slow, unwrinkled eyes,
30652|And the young heart grown weary of the world.
30652|I went with the moon in the distance;
30652|I went with the moon in the far sky,
30652|And the faint moonlight fell on the little garden,
30652|And the lone, young face grew sad, and sadder,
30652|And sadder still with knowledge of to-morrow.
30652|I was weary of the world, and of the heat,
30652|And of the pain of the heart-struck head;
30652|And of the red-lipped lips that whispered there
30652|Of the worlds that they would leave behind.
30652|I walked with the stars and the wind in the night;
30652|And I went with the stars and the wind in the night,
30652|And the red stars drank the red night in their cups,
30652|And the wind with the wind in
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30652|The child that cradled in the cradle's arms
30652|Is slain by a wandering fire-fly, and dies
30652|Ere she can speak with her dead mother's voice.
30652|The mother hears her only as a cry,
30652|And turns to sleep again, for she is blind,
30652|And only dreams of the days that were,
30652|And only dreams of the past that are,
30652|And dreams of the coming of the years.
30652|But one is awake in the darkness, and she,
30652|Who long ago became a beautiful thing,
30652|Whose glorious body rose from a thousand sands
30652|And tumbled down into the desert, now
30652|Walks the red garden, and listens, and she hears
30652|The voices of the things that were, and the ways
30652|Of the years that shall be, and the wandering flowers
30652|Of the flowers that in the sands shall grow.
30652|She walks the paths of the years that are gone
30652|And looks on the wonders of the dead years,
30652|The wonders of the deserts, and the ways
30652|Of the reapers, and the reapers' ways that bring
30652|The dust to the sun, and the sun to the dust.
30652|Her feet are on the ways of the reaping,
30652|Her hair is on the ways of the gathering,
30652|And she has seen the old suns rise and set
30652|In the fields of the reaping, and heard the birds
30652|Of the reaping sing on the branches of trees
30652|And cry on the branches of trees and die.
30652|She walks the ways of the reaping, and she hears
30652|The reapers singing, and the reapers' songs,
30652|And she knows them by the reaper's name, and thinks
30652|The reapers were but reapers, but the songs
30652|Of the reapers were the songs of the new life,
30652|And she was singing as they sang in the days
30652|When the world was fair, and the reapers were young,
30652|And the world was fair, and the re
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30652|They, like the huddled tramp, with their cries of pain,
30652|The white devils, and their crackling frieze,
30652|The sunless hills of the desert, and the moaning sea,
30652|The grist of the desert and the sheaf-grass,
30652|All, all are now outworn, and I know
30652|That in the moving heart of the world,
30652|The voice of the Second Coming is at hand.
30652|The Second Coming! But, I know it well,
30652|The God of the world has not yet spoken;
30652|The tongues of the high-hung stars have not rolled
30652|To answer the echoing voices of men,
30652|But wait for a while for the swift wings
30652|To flutter from the prison-wall;
30652|The gleaming wings of the sun are yet a-row,
30652|But the earth sings, and the world is awake.
30652|The earth is awake, and the coming of the Spring
30652|Comes with its white-winged birds;
30652|In the white-faced heavens the blossoms are all blown
30652|And the dark hills are a-glow;
30652|And with the new-born bloom the wild beasts have fed
30652|The grasshoppers are born,
30652|And the swift-eyed hawks are hunting on the hills
30652|The wild beasts are dead.
30652|The earth is awake, but the silence holds them still,
30652|And the spring winds have shed their last,
30652|And the wood-birds have gone to their own nest,
30652|The birds have their nests laid.
30652|The earth is still, and the silence holds them still
30652|In the grey sunless land;
30652|For the silence is the heart of the world,
30652|And the silence has the voice of God.
30652|I think the Lord has come again to earth,
30652|And to these young men and maidens all
30652|Who sleep in the soft, quick-showering dew,
30652|And in the rose-red, heat-wet redeemed
30652|
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30652|Ah! it is I, it is I!
30652|I have slept, I have slept, I have slept,
30652|I have gone out upon the roof of a house
30652|Through the long and the slifling night,
30652|And I think that the dawn comes with it,
30652|With its white hands, its white feet,
30652|And its white face that leans above the door.
30652|O darkness, O silence, O you shaking doors
30652|And the hearth-stones, and the wet floor, and the burning day,
30652|And the green that clings to the trees.
30652|I have slept, I have slept, I have slept,
30652|I have come into my room with the dawn,
30652|And I think that the day breaks into day
30652|With the dawn's white hands, its white feet,
30652|And its white face that leans above the door.
30652|And the darkness drops again; but I know
30652|That the dawn will wake and that the dawn will rise,
30652|And I think that the day is dawning too.
30652|O darkness, O silence, O you shaking doors
30652|And the hearth-stones, and the burnt-out day,
30652|And the black that clings to the trees.
30652|I have slept, I have slept, I have slept,
30652|I have come into my room with the dawn,
30652|And I think that the day is waking yet.
30652|I am tired and I want to go to sleep,
30652|And I want to go to sleep and to dream
30652|Of the things I used to know so long ago,
30652|And of the light of my life in the darkness be
30652|Fused into one coherent whole.
30652|And I want to go to sleep; and my eyes
30652|Are full of dreams; and my heart wants to dream;
30652|And I think that the thoughts of the night are the thoughts
30652|Of friends, and of days gone by,
30652|And of the thoughts that seemed so long ago.
30652|O darkness, O silence, O you shaking doors
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30652|The rumbling thunder and the shouting
30652|That seemed to startle the damned cloud-rack
30652|Athwart the shrouds of the storm,
30652|Are nothing now; but the mad bell of the Bab
30652|Is no more cradled in a cave;
30652|And the face of the Christ, of His mother,
30652|Is face to face with the Saviour.
30652|In the horrible dawn of a year
30652|When the dust of old time's dust is met
30652|And the waxen tatters of the past
30652|Are folded in his arms,
30652|When the earthly kingdom of the world
30652|Hath yet no golden chariot-wheels,
30652|And the reins of the world's great racer
30652|Are rolled from the great white wheels
30652|By the wind in the sky,
30652|Shall the blind man of the world
30652|Carry a world to his heart.
30652|How shall the blind man of the world
30652|Rise from his sleep
30652|When the blind man of the world
30652|Shall watch a world arise?
30652|And what shall the blind man of the world
30652|Think of when he rises,
30652|That he shall say, "Ah me,
30652|I saw a glory there?"
30652|And what shall the blind man of the world
30652|Think of when he falls?
30652|And what shall the blind man of the world
30652|Eat in his great burning palace
30652|When the blind man of the world
30652|Has eaten his last crackling morsel
30652|And lies at rest in his grave?
30652|O weary, weary yearning,
30652|O red-lipped summer-time longing
30652|For the sleep of the sky,
30652|O long-eyed and weary yearning,
30652|For the sleep of the sky,
30652|O red-fingered yearning,
30652|For the sleep of the sky,
30652|O weary, weary yearning,
30652|O red-fingered, weary yearning,
30652|For the sleep
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30652|_The landscape_, _the sea and the sky,_
30652|_The hill and the valley, and all things fair_,
30652|_Have a strange meaning unto me_,
30652|_The stars and the sea, and the hills and the sea_,
30652|_And the wind and the wind, and the sea and the sea_,
30652|_And the wind and the wind, and the sea and the sea_,
30652|_And all things fair and the flowers, and the birds,_
30652|_And the eyes of the night, and the eyes of the night_,
30652|_And the eyes of the stars, and the stars and the stars_,
30652|_And all things fair, and the flowers, and the birds_,
30652|_And the eyes of the night, and the eyes of the night_,
30652|_And all things fair, and the flowers, and the birds_,
30652|_And the eyes of the stars, and the stars and the stars_,
30652|_And all things fair, and the flowers, and the birds_,
30652|_And the moon and the stars, and the sea and the sky_,
30652|_And all things fair, and the flowers, and the birds_,
30652|_And the eyes of the night, and the eyes of the night_,
30652|_And the sky of the stars, and the sky of the stars_,
30652|_And the moon of the stars, and the sky of the stars_,
30652|_And all things fair, and the flowers, and the birds_,
30652|_And the eyes of the night, and the eyes of the night_,
30652|_And the sea and the air, and the sea and the sky_,
30652|_And the stars of the sky, and the moon,_
30652|_And all things fair, and the flowers, and the birds_,
30652|_And the air of the air, and the sea,_
30652|_And the sea of the sea, and the air, and the sky_,
30652|_And all things fair, and the flowers, and the birds_,

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30652|I know the loom of Bethlehem too;
30652|The winding, heavy, burning, iron-glassing,
30652|Silken-footed, binder-shapen-shaping man
30652|Who shaves with old-time hands the linen-shoes,
30652|But who must turn them again to hiss,
30652|The man who has to weave for his feet
30652|Naught but wool; the man who cuts and mends
30652|The loom-webs for his wife and children;
30652|The man who hands again the twitching linen
30652|Till they are sleek and clean; the man who beats the linen
30652|Till he has mended the rotten linen.
30652|And now the very wind that blows from Bethlehem
30652|Is moaning with the moan of the foeman;
30652|The very rain that falls and dies
30652|About the ruined loom is moaning
30652|With the moan of the ruined loom.
30652|And all around are the voices of women
30652|Who cry for their dead husbands: "See, behold
30652|The crib, the raiment, the iron-worker!"
30652|And round the man who has to weave for his feet
30652|The cloth whose tatters are all torn;
30652|The man who cuts and mends the linen-shoes
30652|Till they are sleek and clean; the man who beats the linen
30652|Till he has mended the rotten linen.
30652|And who is this that calls, and will not cease
30652|From calling till all be done?
30652|The man who has to weave for his feet
30652|The cloth whose tatters are all torn;
30652|The man who cuts and mends the linen-shoes
30652|Till they are sleek and clean; the man who beats the linen
30652|Till he has mended the rotten linen.
30652|And he who hath to weave the linen-shoes
30652|Till he is sleek and clean,
30652|And who is this who calls and will not cease
30652|From calling till all be done,
30652|The man who has to
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30652|O one who dreamed the vision of the dawn
30652|That broke the stars in a blaze of light,
30652|And now is to be born in the morning,
30652|Who by thy hand will be saved.
30652|O you who are cast out, O you who are hung,
30652|O you who are drowned in the watery deep,
30652|O you with the bitterness of many tears,
30652|O you with the long last sigh,
30652|The night is come when the time is come
30652|When the hands of your children will lift you
30652|Out of the water and sleep.
30652|So I know that the hands of the children
30652|Will hang you, I know.
30652|O Father, I am your child,
30652|And I am alive;
30652|Out of a dream I woke,
30652|And I love you so.
30652|Father, I know
30652|Out of a dream I waked,
30652|And I have loved you so.
30652|O you who are dead,
30652|O you who are cast out,
30652|O you who are hung,
30652|O you who are dead.
30652|The night is at the window,
30652|The night is at the door,
30652|The night is at the bench,
30652|The night is at the stool.
30652|The sea is on the lea,
30652|And the dead man's in the chair,
30652|And the night is at the lea.
30652|Father, who made the world,
30652|Who made the sea,
30652|All night I have loved you
30652|So.
30652|O Father, thou art dead,
30652|And I loved you so,
30652|And the day is at the lea,
30652|And the night is at the bench,
30652|And the night is at the stool.
30652|I, who have loved you so,
30652|I, who have loved you so,
30652|O you who are dead,
30652|O you who are hung,
30652|O you who are
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30652|I know the smoke of the camp is high and black,
30652|The wind is hushed, the stars have gone astray,
30652|But the child has stirred: I know the mother's voice
30652|Is faint and far from over the sea;
30652|I know the little child's eyes are big with tears
30652|And that she lays her head on the mother's breast;
30652|I know the child's lips are cold with pleading,
30652|But all her words are full of promise;
30652|And in her hand is a white lily-pale
30652|That, dear, is all that you have to give;
30652|And then the little white lily in her hand,
30652|And then the child's white face, all white as snow,
30652|And then her eyes, as full of a strange content
30652|As stars in the dark; and then her head, as white
30652|As is the snow in the dark of the night,
30652|And then her breast, and then her lips, and then
30652|Her cheeks and hair, and then her eyes and cheeks,
30652|And then her hair; and then her lips, and then
30652|The broken song of the sea, and then
30652|The song of the stars in the dark of the night.
30652|_The Child's Song from "The King's Wager"_
30652|I heard a voice, which called me "hail and farewell."
30652|I went on shore, but found a different thing.
30652|I heard the voices of men talking by me.
30652|The old were old, and the young were young;
30652|I knew no more than they; I had not a clue
30652|Of the strange things that were going on in the world.
30652|I knew the sea; but I was still a child.
30652|I was mad with joy; but the old men talked
30652|As though they were wise, and yet they spake to me,
30652|As though they were something of a faithless race,
30652|And nothing like to the truth-seeking children
30652|That are in the world, and only children.

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30652|The dawn is at hand, and I see
30652|A human figure and a human face
30652|Move towards me, and a hand is on my shoulder,
30652|And a voice I cannot reach that is a voice.
30652|I know not what to think, I know not why
30652|I cry these things and am ashamed.
30652|For I am one that women have gone through
30652|And still will go through.
30652|The woman that bare me
30652|Was fairer than all women that are yet to be,
30652|And I am one that women have gone through
30652|And still will go through.
30652|The woman that bore me
30652|Was like a woman to women yet unborn,
30652|And I am one that women have gone through
30652|And still will go through.
30652|O love, as we have seen
30652|The great God rise from out the dust of the grave,
30652|So too shall men rise from the grave and rise
30652|Of that great mystery.
30652|To-morrow, when the long day dies,
30652|We shall be here again.
30652|What of the day that is to be?
30652|The dawn that was to be?
30652|A voice shall call you forth
30652|And God will give you me.
30652|The hope that is to be?
30652|The aim that is to be?
30652|A death that is to be?
30652|And I shall not forget
30652|The day that was to be.
30652|What then shall I do with you,
30652|That I have waited for so long?
30652|The dream that is to be?
30652|What then, O face of my?
30652|In the dawn I have dreamed that I am King,
30652|And I have seen the world of men.
30652|What then, O King of kings?
30652|In the day that is to be
30652|I have seen the face of the men that I had loved,
30652|And I have seen the end of my days.
30652|What then shall I do with you,
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30652|The waters heave, and the cedar branches shake
30652|With the mighty earthquake that rocked the world.
30652|I stand here, silent, in a place of peace
30652|As silent as the silent sea.
30652|All is as silent as the sea,
30652|All is as silent as the sea,
30652|The rivers lie still like graves.
30652|The rivers lie still like graves,
30652|The rivers lie still like graves,
30652|The stars have ceased to peer out.
30652|The stars have ceased to peer out.
30652|I am the quiet sea.
30652|The stars have ceased to peer out.
30652|I am the quiet sea.
30652|The stars have ceased to peer out.
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|And nothing stirs in the stillness of God.
30652|There is no motion anywhere.
30652|The valleys are as still as graves.
30652|The valleys are as still as graves,
30652|And nothing stirs in the stillness of God.
30652|I am the quiet sea.
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|And nothing stirs in the stillness of God.
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|And nothing stirs in the stillness of God.
30652|The high and low hills are all as silent
30652|As quiet sea.
30652|The high and low hills are all as silent
30652|As quiet sea.
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|The sky is all as still as a grave,
30652|And nothing stirs in the stillness of God.
30652|The sea is all as still as a grave,
30652|The sea is all as still as a grave,
30652|And nothing stirs in the stillness of God.
30652|I am the quiet sea.
30652|The sea is all
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30652|But now the star of my desire is set,
30652|And I stand before the door of a temple
30652|Pallid with fire; and on a wakened hill
30652|The palm-trees stand in silence and wonder,
30652|And all the world is silent with love.
30652|I will go forth, I will go forth,
30652|I will go forth to the night,
30652|And hold my peace and let it be,
30652|Till I shall see the coming light.
30652|I will go forth, I will go forth,
30652|I will go forth to the night,
30652|And hold my peace and let it be,
30652|Till I have seen the re-risen day.
30652|In the long and lonely nights
30652|Of ages, on the sea and land,
30652|I have heard from the gods,
30652|Who made our pinnacles and towers,
30652|The spirits of old times.
30652|And I have learnt what the Sea-Gods were,
30652|And the Gods of the Mountains were,
30652|And the Gods of the Trees.
30652|But ever as I passed
30652|The land of shadows, ever I came
30652|To the narrow sea-border,
30652|And I set my face to the sea,
30652|But my heart was in the land.
30652|I have gone forth to the dark and the dark,
30652|But I have never found the old gods,
30652|And I have never seen the old gods,
30652|And the spirits of the long ago
30652|Are walking in the land.
30652|I have passed by the darkness and the dark,
30652|But I have never found the old gods,
30652|And I have never seen the old gods,
30652|And the spirits of the long ago
30652|Walk by the narrow sea-border.
30652|I have never known the old gods,
30652|But I have heard them whisper low,
30652|And I have seen the old sea-Gods
30652|Convey the spirit of the Sea.
30652|I have
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30652|The morning breaketh as the night wind
30652|Brushes the long night dust from the stars;
30652|The morning breaketh as the night wind
30652|Swings the grey moon's silken fan above the sea.
30652|But the night's long dream is past and gone;
30652|The morning breaketh as the night wind
30652|Turns the grey moon's silken fan to a star.
30652|It is evening, and the silver dew
30652|Is on the leaves above the weary stream,
30652|And the good grey flock, that walks in the sun,
30652|Come home; and on the village wall
30652|The shadows of the stars are seen
30652|Bending their golden lights.
30652|Be still, my heart, for in this lonely place
30652|The shadow of the dawn is swift,
30652|And the stars have gathered and are gone,
30652|And in the valley far away
30652|The sound of my feet beats.
30652|And I have no home for my heart;
30652|It is broken that it may not rest;
30652|It is broken by the night wind,
30652|And the silence that is there.
30652|And I have no home for my heart;
30652|The night wind blows as a burden now;
30652|It has broken the sleep that is done;
30652|And my soul's sleep is done.
30652|And I have no home for my heart;
30652|A strange thing it was to see,
30652|A white night wind made a chill breath,
30652|And all was dark and still.
30652|Be still, my heart, for I know now
30652|The twilight is not here to-day;
30652|And the stars have gathered and are gone,
30652|And in the valley far away
30652|The sound of my feet beats.
30652|Thou thrice hast risen from out the night,
30652|A year goes up, a year goes down:
30652|Thou hast had children, and their eyes
30652|Have grown beyond thy ken.
30652|Thou hast had children, and their eyes
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30652|As I go by a dark-coloured street,
30652|Which is a street of dead men's streets;
30652|I cannot help but feel in my heart
30652|That I am a ghost of Time.
30652|From the dark sea of night,
30652|With the roar of the waves,
30652|A ship is drifting,
30652|A ghostly ship,
30652|Over the sea of death.
30652|What a hideous noise!
30652|There are men who say
30652|The sky is hollow,
30652|And men who say
30652|The sky is grey,
30652|And men who say
30652|The sky is cold.
30652|But I shall never know
30652|How long the sea is hollow,
30652|How cold the sky is grey;
30652|Only I shall feel
30652|The roar of waves,
30652|And the sea of death.
30652|The grey sky is hollow,
30652|And the grey sea is grey;
30652|The sea is cold and hollow,
30652|And the sea is grey.
30652|The sea is cold and hollow,
30652|And the sea is grey;
30652|The sea is hollow and hollow,
30652|And the sea is grey.
30652|Over the sea of death,
30652|With the roar of the waves,
30652|A ship is drifting,
30652|A ghostly ship,
30652|Over the sea of death.
30652|The grey sky is hollow,
30652|The sea is hollow;
30652|The sea is cold and hollow,
30652|And the sea is hollow.
30652|The grey sky is hollow,
30652|And the grey sea is hollow;
30652|The sea is cold and hollow,
30652|And the sea is hollow.
30652|No more in the sunshine,
30652|Or the cool of night,
30652|Shall the ship's crew
30652|Go from me,
30652|But they shall dwell with me
30652|In the quiet of my heart.
30652|I shall dream of the people
30652|Whom the
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30652|The thunderbolt is coming, I know not why;
30652|The pillars are stirred, and the vast evening is riven
30652|With the cry of a child in its cradle bound;
30652|A thunderbolt is coming, and I know
30652|That all things tremble in that face of death;
30652|And I know that the awful hands of God
30652|Are stretched forth to heal this world of pain.
30652|The great shadows are fled; and the last dim cloud
30652|Is rent by the fingers of a careless boy;
30652|The last dim cloud is riven, and all around
30652|Are the great skies, and the great suns, and the last.
30652|The great skies, and the great suns, and the last;
30652|The great earth, and the great stars, and the last.
30652|The great earth, and the great skies, and the last;
30652|The great sea, and the great sea-caves, and the last;
30652|And the great suns, and the great stars, and the last.
30652|(Hear the everlasting voice of the night.)
30652|The great sea-caves and the great stars, and the last;
30652|The great sea-caves and the great seas, and the last;
30652|And the great sky, and the great stars, and the last.
30652|Shall you care for nothing? Can you care for nothing?
30652|I have heard the birds, and the flowers, and the wind,
30652|And the feet of the people passing through the night,
30652|And the little voices of the children round me,
30652|And the people's feet on the stones of the shore.
30652|Shall you care for nothing? Can you care for nothing?
30652|I will be your wife. And nothing can there be
30652|More fair than a wife's white feet in the night,
30652|And her white face against the night.
30652|Shall you care for nothing? Can you care for nothing?
30652|I have seen the moon rise, and she would have set,
30652|A white face against the night.
30652
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30652|In the grave of the world they stood in the mist;
30652|A roaring world, a tumultuous world,
30652|With tears in its eyes and with laughter in its ears.
30652|And what a hell of a scourge of the mind
30652|The face of the world was: many a glance
30652|Of the dawn came up, and the red dawn came up,
30652|With the red dawn of death in its eyes.
30652|And with the dawn the face of the world grew grey,
30652|With the grey dawn of death in its eyes.
30652|For the red dawn of death came on the earth
30652|And the face of the world was grey.
30652|And ever as it drew nearer and nearer,
30652|And ever as it broke upon the earth
30652|A sob of anguish broke forth from the earth,
30652|And the face of the world was grey.
30652|And ever as it drew nearer and nearer,
30652|And ever as it fell, and ever as it lay,
30652|The sea with all its waters cried out, and the world
30652|With its waters cried out and wept in its eyes.
30652|And ever as it drew nearer and nearer,
30652|And ever as it fell, and ever as it lay,
30652|The grey high sea with its waters cried out,
30652|And the face of the world was grey.
30652|And ever as it drew nearer and nearer,
30652|And ever as it lay, and ever as it cried,
30652|The winds with their tresses and wild sighs cried out
30652|From the grey high sea with its waters crying
30652|And the face of the world was grey.
30652|And ever as it drew nearer and nearer,
30652|And ever as it lay, and ever as it cried,
30652|The trees with their boughs and their branches cried out
30652|From the grey high sea with its waters crying
30652|And the face of the world was grey.
30652|And ever as it drew nearer and nearer,
30652|And ever as it lay, and ever as it cried,
30652|The black high sea with its waters cried out
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30652|They tell me that the dark shall ne'er wake;
30652|That the sun and the moon are true to their word;
30652|That only the stars know what they do,
30652|And that the night is a liar and a slave
30652|To the grey mists of the lawless world.
30652|It is true that the stars are true
30652|To their word, and the moon is true
30652|To her night-dawn crying;
30652|And the sun, with his face turned to heaven,
30652|Leans on the old earth still,
30652|But the world is a lie, a lie, a lie,
30652|To the heart of him who loves it.
30652|It is true that the world is a blear-eye
30652|To the eyes of one who would see,
30652|And the dark shall loom o'er the heart of him
30652|Who would loose it, and the voice of it,
30652|And the rain-drops of it, and the twilight
30652|Shall whisper in the dark,
30652|And the wind shall moan in the night,
30652|And the rain-drops of it, and the twilight
30652|Shall whisper in the dark.
30652|It is true that the rain-drops of night
30652|Will scatter the darkness in a shower,
30652|And the heart of him who hears shall cheer
30652|And the earth, with her clouds of gloom,
30652|Shall be filled with the rain-drops of light
30652|To fall in a moment upon him.
30652|It is true that the earth is a dream
30652|Of the soul that strives and wearies,
30652|And the soul that strives and wearies shall hear
30652|The voice of the rain-drops of the Light.
30652|The dark shall be a house to me
30652|Where the shadows come, and I shall walk
30652|With the shadows, and the shadows go
30652|And the garden where I plant my heart,
30652|And I shall love the garden, and I shall
30652|Love it well and to the end.
30652|The darkness shall be
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30652|That a great man was born in Bethlehem
30652|Of a young woman, a woman whom none
30652|Thought of as aught, but who lived and loved and died
30652|Thee, and whose hands were clasped in one
30652|The love of God, and whose heart was ashen
30652|With labour on the soil of a world's heart;
30652|The crescent moon, the tide's great tide,
30652|The purple dawn that has melted away,
30652|The sky, the sea, the clouds, the sun;
30652|And the great rain-bow of God's self
30652|Lifting up his hands to the dawn.
30652|And then the rain, the rain-bow of God's self
30652|That shook on the chiselled roof above
30652|Like a great hand that moaned to the world:
30652|"O world! O world! it is snowing fine
30652|All round about; and the wind is blowing
30652|Hard against me, and the grass is turning
30652|A green colour, and the air is cold,
30652|And I must go on snowing still,
30652|Till the wind be asleep, and the rain be done.
30652|O world! O world! it is crying out
30652|To the world, and the earth is crying out
30652|To the world, and the sky is crying out,
30652|'I love but me, and the world loves but me;'
30652|But the world, far away, is crying too,
30652|For it is lying in a dream, and the wind
30652|Is crying and the grass is crying out,
30652|But I must go on, crying and crying,
30652|Till the wind be asleep, and the rain be done.
30652|And I have tried my heart and the broken things
30652|That men call pride; but it would break and break not,
30652|And I must go on, crying and crying,
30652|Till the wind be asleep, and the rain be done.
30652|But when the rain is over, and I go
30652|Out of the world, and I am not
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30652|"Not here, not here," said a great woman
30652|"Is the peace of God; here no more shall be
30652|The hour of prayer; here none shall go to prayer;
30652|And the stars shall be like folded flowers that grow
30652|Over the graves of the prophets, and the birds
30652|In every garden of the earth, and the earth
30652|Under the shadow of the flowers shall say
30652|'Lo, here is the man whom the angels name.'"
30652|_Laudes sanctificabilites nostro._
30652|O music of human life and death!
30652|O voices of the flesh and bones!
30652|O voices of the old and young!
30652|O voices of the broken heart!
30652|O voices of the servants of the Lord!
30652|O voices of the sorrowing soul!
30652|O soft and husky cadence of a tune,
30652|Whose music no mortal ear can hear,
30652|When the great sea-winds sway and stir
30652|The trees, and the waves sing under the sun
30652|Their song of joy and freedom,
30652|And the aureole of the night-winds twine
30652|Around the joyous birds of peace!
30652|O gentle and dewy murmuring voice
30652|Of life that feels and sings in me!
30652|O gracious voices and low whispers of the earth!
30652|O voices of the weak and broken heart!
30652|O voices of the lover and the priest
30652|And the little children that walk by the way!
30652|O voices of the loved ones departed long ago!
30652|_Laudibus in numerem
30652|Cantuet, quem mihi, quam puer,
30652|Et quod in littore secundi
30652|Materni, datur amor._
30652|The wind of the west is heard,
30652|The wind of the east is strong;
30652|The wind of the west is deep,
30652|And all the night long I hear
30652|The wind of the west at rest.
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30652|The rocking cradle is a thing of the sky;
30652|A thing of the sky that has no voice;
30652|A thing of the sky that is silent and white,
30652|But hears, and sees, and hears and sees;
30652|A thing of the sky that is white and vast
30652|To the anguish of the world.
30652|I think the rocking cradle is a man;
30652|I think it is a man; I think it is God;
30652|I think the rocking cradle is a man.
30652|The baby, who shall be the Christ?
30652|I know not who it is nor why it goes,
30652|Nor what it is that is the miracle
30652|That goes a-crying in the twilight.
30652|But if the rocking cradle be
30652|The God of Galilee, and if he be
30652|A miracle, what miracle is it that
30652|Cries out at last, "Ah, the babe is come"?
30652|The baby, who shall be the Christ?
30652|The Christ shall be a man; a man of stone,
30652|A man that shall be the light of earth.
30652|He shall be a man that shall be the King
30652|Of the everlasting town.
30652|He shall be a man that shall be a king
30652|Of the earth-king, the everlasting stone;
30652|And so shall be the Christ.
30652|The Christ shall be a man that shall be a man
30652|Of a strange city; and that city's name
30652|Shall be Bethlehem, and the name it bear
30652|Shall be the name of that strange city.
30652|The Christ shall be a man that shall be King
30652|Of a strange people; and this shall be the town
30652|Where the Christ shall be born.
30652|The Christ shall be a man that shall be born
30652|In a strange manger; and in a strange manger
30652|The babe shall be born, and the manger be
30652|The manger of the Christ.
30652|The Christ shall be a man that shall be born
30652|In a strange
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30652|The terrible youth who dares to say "No,"
30652|Is man's last and greatest hope and crime,
30652|And he who dares to say "Yes, I will"
30652|Is Christ's last and greatest priest.
30652|The youth who dares to say "I will not,"
30652|Is Christ's last and greatest son,
30652|And he who dares to say "Yes, I will"
30652|Is Christ's last and greatest father.
30652|The twilight day is almost done,
30652|The shadow falls on hill and tree;
30652|The morning is not far behind,
30652|And the world is all a-swim one way.
30652|The birds are flying homeward now;
30652|And the trees are all a-shining white
30652|With a peace that time has never given
30652|Wherein no thought can find a place.
30652|All is silent as a guilty soul;
30652|The shadow walks the world as one
30652|Who would not look into the face
30652|Of the one he cannot remember.
30652|Ah me! the sun is rising now
30652|Across the desert from the sea;
30652|The birds are flying homeward now;
30652|And the trees are all a-shining white
30652|With a peace that time has never given
30652|Wherein no thought can find a place.
30652|The moon is shining now;
30652|And the stars are bright as gold;
30652|The world is full of love and hope,
30652|And peace to-day as full of sleep.
30652|The birds are flying homeward now;
30652|And the flowers are all a-blowing white
30652|With a peace that time has never given
30652|Wherein no thought can find a place.
30652|I know the time will come when I shall be dead,
30652|And the green earth say: "Here is a grave for you."
30652|But I shall not go with sorrow and with tears
30652|Across the waste of sands, to lie beneath the stone
30652|That wreathes a lonely grave on
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30652|I know that there are towns of hope
30652|And towers of warning
30652|And flaming dungeons
30652|And ravening thrones;
30652|And once I wept in the crucified land,
30652|And I will teach you how to sing in the church
30652|And in the church teach you how to pray.
30652|I have no heart for warfare, I;
30652|No heart for riot, I;
30652|My feet are on the sea-way
30652|And my soul is on the storm.
30652|I am a man of little things;
30652|I am a child of the Earth,
30652|I am a beggar at the door;
30652|I am a poet, though I know
30652|That I would not be a man.
30652|I am a child of the Sea;
30652|I am a child of the Wind;
30652|I am a child of the Earth,
30652|I am a poet, though I know
30652|I would not be a child.
30652|I am a man of little gifts,
30652|And I will be a man.
30652|I am a man of little faith;
30652|I am a child of the Fire;
30652|I am a beggar at the door;
30652|I am a poet, though I know
30652|That I would not be a man.
30652|I am a man of the Earth,
30652|And I will be a man.
30652|I am a man of the wind;
30652|I am a child of the Rain;
30652|I am a child of the Earth,
30652|I am a beggar at the door;
30652|I am a poet, though I know
30652|That I would not be a man.
30652|I am a man of the Earth,
30652|And I will be a man.
30652|I am a man of the Sea;
30652|I am a child of the Wave;
30652|I am a beggar at the door;
30652|I am a poet, though I know
30652|That I would not be a man.
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30652|I hear a whispering in the darkness,
30652|I hear a voice that comes and goes
30652|Over the lonely desert lands;
30652|And always something, something is whispering
30652|In a voice that is like a child's,
30652|And evermore I know it is I.
30652|The silence creeps in over the desert,
30652|The voice is like a lost child's voice
30652|And evermore I know it is I.
30652|The night grows still, and still I know
30652|The thing that moves in the night is I;
30652|And evermore I am thinking it is I.
30652|I heard the crying of a child in the darkness,
30652|And knelt down to pray,
30652|But the God of my fathers heard my prayer,
30652|And smiled in His face.
30652|Then I called and called and called in the darkness,
30652|But the God of my fathers answered not,
30652|And the crying of a child in the darkness
30652|Was answered by the voice of His own children
30652|And the cry of their anguish was heard in silence
30652|By the King of the everlasting hills.
30652|I heard the voice of His own children crying,
30652|I knelt down and prayed,
30652|But the God of my fathers answered not,
30652|And the cry of a child in the darkness
30652|Was heard by His own children in the night.
30652|I heard the cry of my own children crying,
30652|I knelt down in the darkness,
30652|And a great voice said, "I will make you whole."
30652|Then I woke in the darkness and cried again,
30652|And the God of my fathers heard my prayer,
30652|And said, "I will give you a city in the land."
30652|I heard the cry of my own children crying,
30652|And I knelt down in the darkness,
30652|And the voice of my own children cried in my ears.
30652|I am here by the river;
30652|I am here by the river,
30652|I am here by the river,
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30652|_For the mother's fingers in the darkness of night
30652|Draped her pale son, and the babe fled to seek its mother.
30652|Oh, my heart, what was it that wrapped him in slumber
30652|That his mother might not see?
30652|_As the shadows of the night crept up to the light,
30652|The white shadow of the storm rolled down the sky
30652|And knotted the thorns of the barren mountain.
30652|The snow fell, and the winds, and the snow blew forth
30652|In herds of glowing blades, and the wind swept on
30652|And all the trees screamed, and the trees were made
30652|Asunder and bound with chains.
30652|The stars, and the wind, and the wind, and the stars,
30652|Caught and swallowed the breath of the wind, and blown
30652|The stars and wind away.
30652|Then out of the night came the white moon, and drew
30652|A glimmer over the darkness of the sea,
30652|And there was no more room for the stars,
30652|For the wind and the moon and the winds to come
30652|And shake down chains on the sea.
30652|And the night grew chill and the stars came out of the sea;
30652|And the stars came out of the clouds, and the night
30652|Broke and fell into the dark, and the stars
30652|Caught in their grip and bound the blackness, and flung
30652|It back and shut the sea in._
30652|_And the sun came out, and the wind, and the wind,
30652|And the sea, and the stars, and the stars all came out
30652|To shake down chains on the night._
30652|_Then the sea-winds, and the waves, and the stars,
30652|Caught the great thing in their embrace and shook it
30652|Back from the dark.
30652|And the two Time-Gods stood out in the dark of the night,
30652|And said, "_Well, who is this that can shake down
30652|A chain of that magnitude?
30652|And who is that man in the
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30652|The silence has deepened and the earth
30652|Is stirred with voices of those who wait
30652|To go before me with the joy of hearing.
30652|The silence I do not hear. I am far away,
30652|In the kingdom of Sion, where all is still,
30652|And the heart of the King is my own,
30652|And he sits by me, and he smiles at me,
30652|And he shakes his wings to beckon me.
30652|He is sitting by the grave of his son,
30652|And the King's heart is at rest with his heart,
30652|And the King's voice is the voice of his will,
30652|And his hands are the garments of my soul.
30652|And the King's voice is the voice of his will
30652|For the stone in the silence is smooth;
30652|And the stones in the silence are bright;
30652|And the stones in the silence are clear.
30652|I have watched for his coming, but he waits
30652|In the shadowy valleys of the desert;
30652|And the shadows that keep in the valleys
30652|Are drawn by the faltering footsteps of dawn,
30652|For the shadows of the heart of the King.
30652|The silence has deepened and the earth
30652|Is stirred with voices of those who wait
30652|To go before me with the joy of hearing.
30652|The silence I do not hear. I am far away,
30652|In the kingdom of Sion, where all is still,
30652|And the heart of the King is my own,
30652|And he sits by me, and he smiles at me,
30652|And he shakes his wings to beckon me.
30652|The silence has deepened and the earth
30652|Is stirred with voices of those who wait
30652|To go before me with the joy of hearing.
30652|The silence I do not hear. I am far away,
30652|In the kingdom of Sion, where all is still,
30652|And the heart of the King is my own,
30652|And he sits by me, and he smiles at me,
30652|And
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30652|Still on the footsteps of the great dark tide
30652|There seems to be some footfall, I can trace
30652|The gleaming of its shoe on the white sand,
30652|And down a long street a sign with a little flame
30652|Is like to meet me in the street again.
30652|But now the shadow on the walls grows great,
30652|And the great air is filled with voices of men
30652|And men's voices, in a language I cannot hear,
30652|And the great sun is gone; the low sands glow,
30652|The shadows melt into shadows, and the moon
30652|Winked like a smile of sleep to the far sea.
30652|And now there is a great shout, a hurrying march
30652|Of manhood on manhood, the grey city throngs,
30652|The gods are crying, "Hear the cry of the world!"
30652|And up I went, and all the way I saw
30652|A change as of a wind on the yellow sands,
30652|And on my heart a flame of a mighty love
30652|That was not mine to feel, a fire that was not mine
30652|That was not mine to see.
30652|I was alone,
30652|A poor traveller from the world of men,
30652|And yet I knew that all the way I went
30652|The gods were watching, waiting, to behold
30652|The change as it were another's face,
30652|That shook upon the stone of life and death
30652|In the great sea of the living sea.
30652|I was alone,
30652|I saw the rising of the clouds and rivers,
30652|I heard the streamlets leap, the wind that blew,
30652|The mountain torrents burst and run and roar,
30652|And the great hills and meadows went with them
30652|In the great wind of the strange sea-time.
30652|I was alone,
30652|And when I saw the maiden walk along
30652|In the great golden dusk, and saw the moon
30652|Hang like a silver thread upon the sky
30652|With the strong moonlight of the lily
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30652|That stiller one, that quiet, quiet one,
30652|Has touched the tresses of a pale-lidded child
30652|That slowly mumbles and murmurs.
30652|Or am I dreaming?
30652|I hear the sound of a great dove's wings.
30652|I see the infinite rosy world
30652|Of living things: the shining sea
30652|And all the stars that sing in their glory.
30652|I hear a mighty dove's wing that flaps
30652|As with a desperate cry, a great cry,
30652|That thrills my heart, and far above
30652|I hear the voice of God in the night.
30652|And yet, and yet, it is the worst of it.
30652|I had a friend once, and we were wise.
30652|I knew not what we did, only this:
30652|We looked at the sky, and we saw God,
30652|And he was there, and he was good.
30652|We were like children, who go home at dusk
30652|And see the firelight burn the white road
30652|Till the white shadows seem to tinge the night
30652|With a soft wonder.
30652|We did not know that anything could last.
30652|We saw no end to our joy in life:
30652|I had no passion for the ways of men;
30652|And yet, as the dusk turned to day,
30652|My friend would come.
30652|The black wall, that we had built with our hands,
30652|Was crumbling, and he, who was already dead,
30652|Lay on my breast.
30652|O my friend, O my heart's joy, I lay
30652|In a vast, white silence in the twilight.
30652|For he was an old friend of the first blood,
30652|And I was young, and all our lives were fair,
30652|And the world was new to me.
30652|There was nothing to say or no speech;
30652|For all the silence was of silence,
30652|And I was still, in a great, white shadow,
30652|By the side of a great
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30652|But now the people of the town are glad,
30652|For lo, a little boy is swinging on a cradle,
30652|And laughing at the stars and the long-drawn story.
30652|The sky grows brighter, and the earth yields to the sky,
30652|And the world seems made for the coming of the King.
30652|In the valley of the old water-course
30652|There is a little green wall,
30652|And it is all of wire and brier and wire,
30652|And it has a black roof.
30652|It's in the valley of the old water-course
30652|There is a little green wall
30652|That keeps the sunlight out.
30652|And when the wind blows out the light of the wire
30652|And makes the wall hang dark,
30652|And the wind goes crying through the grass and the brier,
30652|And the wind is a-throb,
30652|There is a little green wall.
30652|But the wind has blown the wire away,
30652|And the wall is black as night.
30652|The grass is growing round it now,
30652|The brier is crumbling out;
30652|The wind is blowing out the light of the wire
30652|And the wall is blown away.
30652|And the great white wind-shutters blow
30652|Across the little green wall
30652|From the black roof.
30652|And the white wind-shutters moan,
30652|And the red fire crackles round the iron posts,
30652|And crackles the sand.
30652|There is a little green wall
30652|That keeps the sunlight out.
30652|For the great white wind-shutters scream,
30652|And the great white wind-shutters roar.
30652|Come up to me, little wife,
30652|Down at the ferns.
30652|Come up to me, little wife,
30652|Down at the ferns.
30652|I am tired of being wifey,
30652|Drowning my love in the ferns.
30652|I am tired of being wifey,
30652|Drown
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30652|From the old red houses of the north
30652|Come the wind, and stir the blue sea;
30652|The sun, like a child, with a red mouth
30652|And a red face in the west,
30652|Shrinks, as it passes, from south to north,
30652|And looks in the face of the sea.
30652|The sea-wind is like a child's,
30652|The wind is like a child, and sweet
30652|Is the voice of the wind on the sea,
30652|And the face of the wind in the sea.
30652|The wind, like a child, with a red mouth
30652|And a red face in the west,
30652|Shrinks, as it passes, from south to north,
30652|And looks in the face of the sea.
30652|The wind is like a child's voice in the east,
30652|And the sun like a child's face in the west,
30652|And the voice of the sun in the sea.
30652|The sea-wind is like a child's voice
30652|And the wind is like a child's face in the east,
30652|And the face of the wind in the sea.
30652|O sea-wind, the face of the sea
30652|Is a face of its mother,
30652|And the face of the wind in the sea
30652|Is a face of a child.
30652|The sea-wind is like a child's voice
30652|And the wind is like a child's face in the west,
30652|And the face of the wind in the sea.
30652|The sea-wind is like a child's voice
30652|And the sun is like a child's face in the west,
30652|And the face of the sun in the sea.
30652|I am the wind; I am the sea;
30652|I am the wind in the west;
30652|I am the wind and I am the sea
30652|And the face of the wind in the sea.
30652|I am the wind and I am the sea;
30652|I am the wind in the east;
30652|I am the wind and
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30652|But here the air is still, the birds are still;
30652|The trees are quivering noiselessly; the sky
30652|Is as the blue of the night; and all the earth
30652|Is enamoured of the rose and the lily.
30652|I see the yellow fawn on the crag
30652|Of the desolate mountain; it is he
30652|Who was my father's own son and gave me
30652|His body as a gift.
30652|My heart is strong, my God,
30652|For I know that it was he,
30652|The great Will, who took me to the hill
30652|Of the Will of Him who made the world.
30652|I see him lying, like a bloated king,
30652|In a grass-grown chamber of a tower
30652|Where the old pillars and the crumbling stones
30652|Lodge his dim eyes, and his eyes are dim.
30652|I see him sleeping, like a warrior tired
30652|With battle and the shouting of his band,
30652|Whose arm is bleeding in the fighting-field.
30652|I know that it was he who sent me out
30652|Into the world with the lust of power
30652|And the glittering promise of the world
30652|To shake the world.
30652|The soul of youth has gone, and the world
30652|Has grown to be a night-long silence;
30652|And the voice of the world is like a lute
30652|When the music is done.
30652|The stars have gone, and the cedars stand
30652|Gray and still, under the bare sky.
30652|The night is still; the earth is white.
30652|The sunlight shines in heaven above.
30652|The stars are like a faded moon
30652|Falling.
30652|The stars are like a faded moon
30652|Hanging.
30652|The grass is wet with rain; the birds are mute;
30652|The starlight falls; and the sky is deep
30652|With silence.
30652|The flowers are as empty as a dream,
30652|And the sky is dark, and
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30652|He who is dead is gone; and even now
30652|The man whose head was rocking sleeps.
30652|And yet I do not weep;
30652|I know that there are men who sleep, and some
30652|Who weep, and that in some they are more dear
30652|Than this poor baby, who is one of the dead
30652|In the cold grave, but is more than they.
30652|And so it is with me: I shall not weep
30652|Because I cannot weep, nor will I.
30652|But I shall sleep: and in that solemn sleep
30652|The solemnest, the bestest, I shall wake.
30652|And I shall weep with the men whose eyes are dim;
30652|And I shall weep, because my tears are vain,
30652|And because the world is much, and I none.
30652|But I shall weep with the women who are true,
30652|And I shall weep with the men who have failed.
30652|And I shall weep with the women who have bled,
30652|And I shall weep with the women who were true,
30652|And with the woman's eyes that I have loved
30652|That gaze far beyond time and death.
30652|And I shall weep with the women who have fought,
30652|And I shall weep with the women who have died.
30652|And I shall weep with the women who have loved
30652|Sweet, sweet, to-morrow.
30652|Sweet, sweet, to-morrow,
30652|Who has loved you?
30652|O, I have loved you,
30652|And you are mine.
30652|To-morrow, to-morrow,
30652|Sweet, sweet, to-morrow.
30652|I am a child
30652|Who stands on the brink of a dark, empty sea,
30652|And watches for you in all its depths,
30652|That you come in from somewhere else.
30652|O, I have loved you,
30652|And you are mine.
30652|To-morrow, to-morrow,
30652|Sweet, sweet, to-morrow.
30652|I am a lover
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30652|But now I have heard the gospel of the bird;
30652|And I know that it is Jesus who has come
30652|And will come soon; and I know that the cradle
30652|Is one among many that will rock to and fro,
30652|And that the rocking beast is flogging the reindeer
30652|With a manger full of fruitless babes.
30652|Then surely some revelation is at hand;
30652|Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
30652|The Second Coming! Nay, a little while
30652|I have waited, and the time has come.
30652|The white moon is going; the mountain smoke
30652|Is flying from a cloudy sky;
30652|The house is empty; the farmer's wife
30652|Dies in the dust; and the elm-tree dead
30652|Rises and covers the earth.
30652|The stars are falling, and the wind is hushed,
30652|And the trees are wrapped in the misty cloak
30652|Of the night's drifting cloak of white;
30652|And the birds are over-shadowed and hid,
30652|And the moon is out, and the moon is out,
30652|And the stars are all hidden in the mist
30652|To keep the heavy-laden birds from flying
30652|That will fly alway.
30652|And I come to the palace of the earth,
30652|And I hear the knocking of the gates
30652|That never were opened; and I hear
30652|The harsh, quick knocking of the gates of heaven
30652|That never shall open.
30652|And my heart is sick for the moon and the stars,
30652|And I turn and look at the stars.
30652|The moon is out, and the stars are out,
30652|And the grass is over the earth.
30652|And I turn and look at the sky.
30652|The sky is grey, and the earth is old,
30652|And the moon and the stars and the earth are young.
30652|And the stars are dim, and the moon is bright,
30652|And the grass is over the earth.
30652|And I turn
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30652|Pity me, Christ! I am weary of the world.
30652|I am grown old, and the red clay is on my hair,
30652|And I hear the thunder of the great sea
30652|Roll over the desolate land.
30652|The world is shaken and the clouds are scattered
30652|Like a broken taper; there is a light
30652|That comes from the heart of the sky.
30652|Ah, Christ, it is summer again!
30652|The stars shine out, the winds play.
30652|I sit on a stone by the sea,
30652|And I hear the birds of the air.
30652|The sky is like a sail outspread,
30652|And the sea like the sky of June;
30652|And I see a vision in the wind
30652|That is swift as the rushing stream.
30652|I hear the birds of the air
30652|And the waters of the sea are soft;
30652|And I see a vision in the wind
30652|That is cool as a sleeping babe.
30652|The waves are like white shells,
30652|The tides are like the waves that are there,
30652|The winds are like a startled child
30652|That is playing with the sea.
30652|The sea is like a little house
30652|In a hollow where a child is lying.
30652|And I look up, and the heavens open
30652|And I see a vision in the wind
30652|That is silent as a sleeping man.
30652|The sea is silent as a sleep.
30652|The sun is silent as a stone.
30652|It is a quiet room,
30652|A man's heart that is quiet as a stone.
30652|And I know what is hidden there.
30652|I know that the sea is silent as a room.
30652|And the sky is silent as a stone.
30652|And I know the things that are hidden there.
30652|The sea is silent as a stone.
30652|I know that the sky is silent as a stone.
30652|And the earth is silent as a stone.
30652|And the sun is silent as a stone.

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30652|I know the rain-clouds of a midnight sky
30652|Shoot through the desert of my soul with shrieking,
30652|And the huge night is sick of its sleep,
30652|And the large stars are run over with mire,
30652|And the sky is bare of starlight, and the grass
30652|Stares at the black face of the earth,
30652|And the dry grass laughs at the stars and sky,
30652|And the wind is bare of its shrieking.
30652|The clouds are blown by the wind and the rain,
30652|The stars are covered with dust, the earth is bare
30652|Of her bloom; the grass is bare of her boughs,
30652|And the rain is wet with her blood, and the sky
30652|Is bare of her eyes, and the earth is sick
30652|Of her spirit. And so the Three are come
30652|Together, to meet in Heaven.
30652|They come together.
30652|The Three are coming together.
30652|The moon is only a foam-white wheel
30652|That tumbles and sways and shrinks and sighs,
30652|The wind is a woman's heart that feels
30652|The tears that are not tears, and clings to her
30652|Till the sun rolls up, and the wheel turns round
30652|And tumbles and sways and sighs again.
30652|But the thunder is a woman's breast that bleeds
30652|When the world seems to reel and grow still,
30652|And the moon is a woman's breast that bleeds
30652|For her sake, in a sun that will not fade.
30652|The lightning is a woman's soul that laughs
30652|At the moon and sun, and comes and goes
30652|And the thunder is a woman's soul that dies
30652|And is gone ere it has come to birth.
30652|The fire is a woman's blood that burns
30652|To feed her thirst, and bursts and burns and laughs,
30652|And the lightning is a woman's soul that flies
30652|To meet her soul in the sky at last.
30652|The water is a woman
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30652|The dead men in their beds at night
30652|Are ruddy white, with the blood-red lightnings from their eyes,
30652|And the pale hands of the doctors in the dark
30652|Are trembling as they kneel in the gloom.
30652|The angelic guards are standing in a line,
30652|As in a picture; one is in a gown,
30652|The others are in a long, fine, white shirt.
30652|But now the Angel with the golden wand
30652|Is in the room and is telling the women
30652|Of the mystery of the coming time:
30652|The coming time when in their beds they shall hear
30652|The coming of the Angel with the golden wand.
30652|O I will teach you how to sing;
30652|You shall learn to play the lute.
30652|I will give you wisdom in the night,
30652|And beauty in the day,
30652|And all the summer lights will shine
30652|About your gardens and about your walls,
30652|And you shall find me a fair queen.
30652|And you shall know the secret of the world,
30652|And the golden wisdom of the sun.
30652|O I will teach you how to see
30652|The stars that shine above,
30652|And the little stars that in the dark
30652|Are like a little fire.
30652|And you shall know that underneath the green
30652|Of the green earth's bosom is a nest
30652|Wherein some queen shall lay her baby.
30652|The streets are like a thick, red flood
30652|Of blood, and the fallen men are like bones
30652|Of men who died for a cause.
30652|And the women are kneeling at the shrine
30652|Of the red sacrifice,
30652|And the paean of the prayers is a cry
30652|Of bitterness and hate.
30652|And I will teach you how to weep,
30652|And to curse and curse again
30652|Until you tear your hands from your ears
30652|And curse the sky.
30652|And you shall curse the old God who made
30652|The sky and the
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30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouishishish by its hour in the pale
30652|Hers, and the dawning of the day.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour in the pale
30652|Hers and the dawning of the day.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour in the pale
30652|Hers and the dawning of the day.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour in the pale
30652|Hers and the dawning of the day.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour in the pale
30652|Hers and the dawning of the day.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty decades of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour in the pale
30652|Hers and the dawning of the day.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty decades of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast its hour in the pale
30652|Hers and the dawning of the day.
30652|The darkness drops again; but still I know
30652|That twenty decades of stony sleep
30652|Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,

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30652|Some day, or none, the time shall come, I know,
30652|When the earth shall tremble again with laughter;
30652|When men shall take their mirth from the sun's roar
30652|To a dark world where the mad winds grow mild;
30652|When the fair sun shall smile into the blue
30652|And the shining sea close at hand be kiss;
30652|When the wind shall stand upon the hills and sing
30652|Its happy homely song again;
30652|When the cattle shall be silent and the clouds
30652|Shall lie like dead leaves on the hills,
30652|And the sea laugh out upon the world again,
30652|And the stars die out and the sea rise up
30652|And all the world come back into a day.
30652|Then the sea shall laugh and the stars shall die,
30652|And the sea shall laugh and all the world grow mild,
30652|And the sea shall laugh and the world grow glad
30652|When the sun and the sky are young again;
30652|And the world shall laugh with the earth, and men
30652|Shall laugh and cry and sigh and listen again.
30652|And the sea shall laugh and the stars shall die,
30652|And the sea shall laugh and all the world grow mild,
30652|And the sea shall laugh and the world grow glad
30652|When the days are glad and the nights are long,
30652|And the sea shall laugh and the world grow young
30652|When the day and the sea are old again.
30652|For the tide of the tides is turned
30652|And the world is white with the joy of the tide.
30652|Away, away, the voice of the tide!
30652|The sea is as one that hath slept;
30652|The wind hath turned and opened its eyes;
30652|The tide hath laughed and hath laughed,
30652|And the rain hath turned and let us go.
30652|The wind hath laughed and hath laughed and gone;
30652|The sea hath laughed and gone, and is gone.
30652|The little light, the sky, the wind, the sea,
30652|All have made the world a great
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30652|The sunrise is flaring in the east:
30652|I think of the Pagan by the tower,
30652|And of the Child by the sycamore:
30652|I think of the Pagan by the wall,
30652|And of the Child and the little old man
30652|And the stone with the painted face.
30652|I think of the Pagan by the wall,
30652|And of the little old man and the wall,
30652|And of the cradle with painted face.
30652|I think of the Pagan by the wall,
30652|And of the little old man and the wall,
30652|And of the stone with the painted face.
30652|The sunrise is flaring in the east:
30652|I think of the Pagan by the tower,
30652|And of the Child and the little old man,
30652|And of the Tower with the painted face.
30652|I think of the Pagan by the wall,
30652|And of the little old man and the wall,
30652|And of the cradle with painted face.
30652|I think of the Pagan by the wall,
30652|And of the little old man and the wall,
30652|And of the Stone with the painted face.
30652|The sunrise is flaring in the east:
30652|I think of the Pagan by the tower,
30652|And of the Child and the little old man,
30652|And of the Tower with the painted face.
30652|The sunrise is flaring in the east:
30652|I think of the Pagan by the tower,
30652|And of the little old man and the wall,
30652|And of the Stone with the painted face.
30652|I have gone through the Hill of Blood,
30652|O Haggis, with thee,
30652|And in the Castle of the Dead
30652|I have been fed with blood;
30652|I have been sold in the Court of the Dead
30652|A price for the life of a Haggis.
30652|O Haggis, with thee,
30652|And the morning wind that comes
30652|From the Eastern mountains,
30652|I have been sick with blood.
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30652|And I shall know, when my old days are done,
30652|Something that will make my soul a burden,
30652|The grating of the wheel of a rumbling wheel
30652|That is in motion, and is driven by fear,
30652|And the things of the old world of sense and sense
30652|That have fled, to return no more, for shame.
30652|And the old days will drift and pass away
30652|Like a vast wave in the sky of the West.
30652|Till the sun shall be broken and the moon
30652|Shatter and crumble, and the rocks shall fall
30652|Like stones, and the stars be blotted out
30652|And the great black sky be night of night
30652|Through the darkness of the future.
30652|The great black sky be night of night,
30652|And the shadows go wandering and flee
30652|In the land of mist and moonless night
30652|Where the silver moon is whitened o'er
30652|With the moonlight of the stars.
30652|There is a word in every tongue
30652|That the world calls world, yet the word
30652|Is lost in the tumult of the waves
30652|And the winds' music.
30652|The waves that beat and break
30652|On the bulwarks of the ocean-wall
30652|Have words that they utter.
30652|The wind that drives a cloud in the North
30652|Has a word in every wind's sound
30652|That the cloud-banks have uttered.
30652|The clouds that are silent and sere
30652|Have words in their voices.
30652|The waves that are gray and stark
30652|And white with the snow of the sea
30652|Have words in their murmuring.
30652|The clouds that are silent and stark
30652|Have words in their murmuring.
30652|The snow that is white on the window-pane
30652|Has words in its murmuring.
30652|The waves that are loud and bitter
30652|Have words in their utterance.
30652|The stars have words in their splendour,
30652|The wind has words in his
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30652|The clouds fall down in a heavy rain,
30652|And the rain-wind sighs in a low throaty note.
30652|The great sun falls in a cloudless sky;
30652|The hills are all still as a grave.
30652|And the great sun falls in a cloudless sky,
30652|And the earth's heart springs to the sky again.
30652|Oh, my heart is full of the sunset heat
30652|That the great sun throws on my bare feet.
30652|The hills are all dark; the dusky plain
30652|Is a sudden swoon as if death had come
30652|And struck a heart into them.
30652|The great sun falls in a cloudless sky
30652|And the hills are all dark as a grave.
30652|The sky is soft against my eye,
30652|And the wind sighs in a low throaty note.
30652|Oh, my heart is full of the sunset heat
30652|That the great sun throws on my bare feet.
30652|The hills are all still; the dusky plain
30652|Is a sudden swoon as if death had come
30652|And struck a heart into them.
30652|The great sun falls in a cloudless sky
30652|And the hills are all still as a grave.
30652|The clouds are all soft, the sky is full of gold,
30652|The moon shines like a diamond in the rain.
30652|I think of the yellow stars, and the moon
30652|That never grows to be a full-orbed pearl.
30652|I think of the rain-drops, and the brown earth
30652|That never grows to be a rose.
30652|The hills are all still. The dusky plain
30652|Is a sudden swoon as if death had come
30652|And struck a heart into them.
30652|Oh, my heart is full of the sunset heat
30652|That the great sun throws on my bare feet.
30652|The hills are all still; the dusky plain
30652|Is a sudden swoon as if death had come
30652|And struck a heart into them.
30652|The great sun falls in a cloudless sky

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30652|When I saw you first, the passion of the sea
30652|Touched me to suddenness as a knife: you were
30652|A thing of beauty, and I saw your eyes
30652|Praying for me.
30652|When I saw you first,
30652|The very constellations were serene
30652|And filled with you, and on the great heavens
30652|A light was shed that made me still more wroth.
30652|When I saw you first, my soul was always
30652|Made up of the sea and the stars, and the
30652|Roses and nightingales that made it sweet,
30652|And I have loved it ever since.
30652|And I have loved it ever,
30652|In the years that have gone before and since,
30652|When the children were little and the children
30652|Were little in the sight of me, and the sea
30652|Was a great mother, and you were the child
30652|Of a great mother.
30652|And I have loved it ever,
30652|The people that have lived in my plain,
30652|The boats on the sea and the ships on the sea,
30652|The men and women of my people.
30652|And I have loved it ever,
30652|The people of the land and the ships,
30652|And the people of my people.
30652|And I have loved it ever,
30652|All this I have known of love and life,
30652|And loved it ever.
30652|And I have loved it ever,
30652|The death of your father, the life of your mother,
30652|And the children and the women of my people,
30652|And I have loved it ever.
30652|And I have loved it ever,
30652|The people of the land and the ships,
30652|And the people of my people.
30652|And the people of my people.
30652|This is the work that we have to do: the sea
30652|Hath shut the door to me, and I must come in
30652|To the great sea-mother.
30652|And I must come in
30652
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30652|No matter, for I am not a man;
30652|I am not old nor young,
30652|Nor is my heart a pillow for the stars.
30652|The king of the universe is not at hand;
30652|The king of the night is not in heaven;
30652|My heart is not a house
30652|Where stars are waked and birds awake.
30652|For the King of the night is a thing of terror,
30652|And the King of the dawn is a thing of terror.
30652|Thou hast heard of the stars,
30652|Of the pale stars that quiver
30652|Above the hills and the sea;
30652|And of their restless sparrows,
30652|And their jay and of thrush;
30652|And of the nightingale
30652|That all day long is singing,
30652|And the day-flower, that grows
30652|Like a purple tulip,
30652|A purple purple in the June.
30652|Thou hast heard of the white stars,
30652|Of the grey stars that roam
30652|In a trackless, wide heaven,
30652|With the moon and the sparrow;
30652|And of their wandering mariners,
30652|And their birds that sing and fly;
30652|And of the golden-winged thrush
30652|And her nestlings in the bush.
30652|And thou hast heard of the blue stars,
30652|The blue stars that sail
30652|Away in a shining train,
30652|Across the sky and the sea;
30652|And of their quiet sisters,
30652|And their very brothers,
30652|And their sisters all three,
30652|And their cousins too,
30652|Who are like the sea-winds,
30652|And as calm as a star.
30652|Thou hast heard of the yellow stars,
30652|Of the red stars' sisters,
30652|And their brothers and their cousins
30652|Who are like the suns,
30652|And as white as the moon,
30652|And as bright as the sun.
30652|Thou hast heard of the
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30652|The birth is in, and a rasping bell is rung
30652|To mark the hour: the darkness lifts again,
30652|And all the world is a sea of starlight.
30652|A voice is in my ears, and I know
30652|That it is Mary, calling me.
30652|The fields lie open to me
30652|With yellow sheaves of corn,
30652|And the wagons come with grain
30652|And the cattle, brown and bent,
30652|Shoot in the wide, wide street.
30652|The schoolboys at their work
30652|Under the starlight, cross
30652|And laugh among the trees,
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And sing and sing again.
30652|I sit and watch them through my tears
30652|And wonder if they know
30652|That they are men or things of speech
30652|Only to tramp and chatter chat
30652|And sing and sing again.
30652|For me it is a thing of things
30652|Under the starlight,
30652|A thing of things of speech
30652|Only to tramp and chatter chat
30652|And sing and sing again.
30652|Only to tramp and chatter chat
30652|And sing and sing again.
30652|The half-way house is near,
30652|And through the open door
30652|The cattle come and go.
30652|The house is empty now
30652|And silence is the world.
30652|The cows come out and stand
30652|Between the wheaten sheaves,
30652|The children wait and cry
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tramp and chatter chat
30652|And tr
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30652|The rattle of the iron wheels rings out
30652|Again, as the casket lid drops off
30652|One by one; and, lo! the rocking cradle still
30652|Palsied the Mother's prayer!
30652|"Let us go home," she cried, "at night to the cradle
30652|And pray.
30652|"Mother, come back! Let us go back
30652|To where the wheels of sand are rocking on
30652|And the little baby's mother's voice
30652|Is in the wind.
30652|"Mother, come back! I want to know
30652|What have the wheels done to-day
30652|For me? I want to know what they have been
30652|All these twenty years!"
30652|"The wheels were broken and the wheels were broken
30652|The day the wheels of sand were broken
30652|And the iron wheels were broken
30652|When the wheels of sand were broken
30652|And the Great Bull came and laid
30652|The wheels of sand at rest.
30652|"The wheels of sand are broken
30652|In the other lands:
30652|For every wheel of sand has broken
30652|A wheel with wheels of wheels of wheels of wheels
30652|Where the road is full of wheels of wheels of wheels
30652|And the Great Bull comes and beats
30652|The wheels of sand with teeth of iron.
30652|"It is here,
30652|That the wheels have broken
30652|The wheels of sand and broke the wheels
30652|To make the road to-day:
30652|The wheel of sand broke the wheel of sand
30652|And the iron wheel broke the iron wheel
30652|When the wheels of sand were broken
30652|And the wheels of sand were broken.
30652|"And the wheels of sand will break
30652|Some day when they are broken
30652|And the iron wheel break to the wheel of sand
30652|And the Great Bull goes and beats
30652|The wheels of sand with teeth of iron.
30652|"There is a lot of sand and there is not;
30652|For there is sand of infinite length.
30652|
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30652|There is a rising in my heart,
30652|And it is a strong, deep yearning
30652|For something, beyond the world,
30652|That was and shall be known,
30652|Or nothing; something beyond what men can know.
30652|It is the wind at dawn
30652|That says, "Cease, cease thy dreaming;
30652|There is a sea beyond the dreaming,
30652|And it is wide and God-enticing."
30652|It is the wind at dawn
30652|That cries, "Not yet, not yet;
30652|There is a land beyond the dreaming,
30652|And it is earth-bound and God-anchoring."
30652|It is the wind at dawn
30652|That cries, "There is a shore beyond the dreaming,
30652|And it is dark and God-encircling."
30652|I have gone far to seek the secret
30652|Of time and the sea and God,
30652|And have found but a narrow passage,
30652|A narrow, wind-encumbered passage.
30652|And this, O soul, is the end;
30652|For this is the end of all.
30652|There is no more, no less, no less;
30652|There is no greater nor lesser
30652|Than this, O soul, is the end.
30652|This is the end of all.
30652|The wind blows to the sea.
30652|It is the wind that wails and wails,
30652|And the dark thing writhes and writhes
30652|In a sea-deep agony
30652|Of rain, of water, and of salt.
30652|And all about it and above it
30652|Sails up the wind, and it drives
30652|From the shore the wind-enveloped
30652|And sea-enveloped ocean.
30652|And all about it and above it
30652|Sails up the wind.
30652|The wind blows to the sea.
30652|It is the wind that wails and cries,
30652|And the sea-wind and the wind-enveloped
30652|And sea-
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30652|So shall the darkness of the desert grow,
30652|And through the sombre pages of the stars
30652|Shall the young prophet Isaiah write
30652|The Gospel of mercy from his lips,
30652|And dream that it is in the bosom of God.
30652|_The human heart is the lamp of God
30652|And the eye of God to man._
30652|In the dying moonlight
30652|Of evening,
30652|In the last laugh of the night,
30652|When all the stars are shining,
30652|When the carol of the waters
30652|Of the ocean
30652|Is echoing
30652|Along the isles of the sea,
30652|And the echoes
30652|Of the sea-birds
30652|Are echoing
30652|Along the shores of the sea.
30652|The dead are waking,
30652|The weary are waking,
30652|For the dawn is breaking,
30652|And the sea-bird
30652|Is singing
30652|_The unquiet world is waking;
30652|The world of dreams is answering._
30652|O man, and art thou living?
30652|And art thou dreaming?
30652|Thy thought is in the sky,
30652|Thy word is on the sea,
30652|Thy word is on the hill.
30652|Thy thought is on the sea,
30652|Thy word is on the hill,
30652|Thy thought is on the land.
30652|O man, and art thou dead?
30652|And art thou living?
30652|Thy life is on the wave,
30652|Thy breath is on the sand,
30652|Thy life is on the rock.
30652|Thy thought is on the sea,
30652|Thy dream is on the sea,
30652|Thy thought is on the land.
30652|Nay, nay, for thou art living
30652|With the light of stars on high,
30652|With the sea-bird's song in the sky,
30652|With the sea-bird's song in the sea.
30652|O man
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30652|So in the hollow of the sky I dream
30652|That I am grown to manhood and am girt
30652|With power and courage; but a strange fear
30652|Puts to my heart the grudge of the world.
30652|I think of things in sand and night
30652|That shall be seen by me and by thee
30652|In the cold age that shall be come.
30652|When the earth is tired of being so
30652|And God has built a new Jerusalem,
30652|When the Nine of Angels shall be no more
30652|And all the names of old forgotten,
30652|What matter if the city be rich and proud
30652|Or if the gates of mercy be shut?
30652|When the deep heart of man is cold and sere
30652|And the lips of the saints are all gone over,
30652|What matter if the days of the years be few?
30652|Though darkness shall veil the great future,
30652|And the city be built on the desert's dust,
30652|I shall hear the voice of the angel of dawn
30652|Saying, "Come, take your joy and go;
30652|I am here to look at the starry sky
30652|And the little town that I shall build."
30652|I shall stand in the door of my house
30652|And the love of the world shall be there;
30652|For the soul of the people is God's
30652|And the people of my soul is Christ's.
30652|I shall hear the land where the blue streams go
30652|And the bright hills and the shining meadows;
30652|And I shall see the people of my race
30652|Shall be gathered in the great event,
30652|And the old days of the race shall be past,
30652|And the new days shall build Jerusalem.
30652|When we are only a few years old
30652|We must take our breath and go to bed;
30652|Then we must lie in the street to go
30652|In the quiet of the night to sleep.
30652|We must see the white face of God
30652|And go to the end of the long way,

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30652|_The current of this day's weather is
30652|Like a great river with its waves to the
30652|marble-strung sea.
30652|The city stands to the west of me._
30652|Beneath the stars a city stands,
30652|Singing from the blue of the sky,
30652|The blithe birds a-flinging and singing
30652|In the golden sunshine of noon.
30652|And there's a smile across the sky
30652|As a smile of sunny happiness
30652|On the brow of that fine, fine city
30652|That stands in the golden sunshine
30652|To the west of me.
30652|Bright through the window a bluebird flings
30652|His song of praise, as he sings
30652|On the grass beneath his bushy tree,
30652|And makes the little woodland sigh.
30652|Ah! then the city's beauty is
30652|Born of the morning and the sun;
30652|The wind that is blowing, the bird
30652|That is singing in the golden sunshine
30652|Is the morning of the world.
30652|And the water that is flowing
30652|To the sea, and the leaves that are falling
30652|Are the daughters of the morning
30652|That are singing in the golden sunshine
30652|To the west of me.
30652|The city is an ancient town
30652|Of old days, where men have lived
30652|In their brown clothes, and laughed and laughed
30652|In the joy of the summer air,
30652|And the little girls and boys have danced
30652|On the green grass, and played in the shade
30652|Of the flowers of the summer, and
30652|On the old walls, the old chimney-tops,
30652|Have played in the sunlight and read
30652|On their little daisies and roses.
30652|And now I, in this old city,
30652|In this old town, in this old town,
30652|In this old town, with these old walls
30652|Of stone and window-pane,
30652|And my little little feet in the dust
30652|Of
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30652|For there, with the voice of a seraph bent
30652|To kiss the child in the mother's breast,
30652|A shadow, long and big, is flitting,
30652|And the child's lips are parted and wan,
30652|And the mother's eyes are wide with fear.
30652|The shadow draws to where the babe is sleeping
30652|And bites its huge black mouth, and the babe screams
30652|And turns his face, and the darkness wanes
30652|And the darkness wanes, and the starlight wanes.
30652|And the starlight wanes; and the mother's eyes
30652|Are wide with horror and the babe's eyes wide
30652|And the mother's eyes are wide with fear.
30652|And the starlight wanes; and the mother's heart
30652|Hears the word that the shadow says, and moves
30652|And the darkness wanes, and the darkness wanes,
30652|And the starlight wanes, and the moon is weeping.
30652|The mother's heart is a deep red blood-red,
30652|And the child's heart is a crimson heart of flame.
30652|The mother's eyes are wide with horror,
30652|And her hair is black as a flame,
30652|And the child's hair is black as a fire.
30652|And the child's lips are black as a fire.
30652|And the mother's heart is a crimson heart of flame
30652|And the child's lips are black as a fire.
30652|And now the dark is shaken from her eyes
30652|And a huge voice calls through the darkness,
30652|And the dark is shaken from her eyes,
30652|And she lifts her head, and the voice sounds,
30652|"I am a child of hell, O Thou Saviour,
30652|And I shall be saved, but not for Thee;
30652|But in a land of light, a land of light,
30652|Where the mountains pass and the sea comes in
30652|And the red flames leap up like a flood,
30652|And the red fires leap up like a flood,
30652|And the black fires lie in a
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30652|Pale King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|You laid your sword aside,
30652|You spoke to it, and it answered you,
30652|And now it is awake.
30652|There is nothing more to say;
30652|It sleeps; and sleep shall end it.
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|You will not seek to slay it;
30652|You will not, by your art,
30652|Make silent what it knows.
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|If you would learn how,
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|Its Master was beguiled.
30652|By the hand of a woman you led him
30652|And sent him back to men,
30652|A man's word, you said, could not bind him;
30652|Yet you will not deny it.
30652|There is nothing more to say,
30652|Though you would have it so;
30652|It sleeps, and sleeps shall die.
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|You will not seek to slay it;
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|That has no master now.
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|With what will you hide it?
30652|That has no master now.
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|Whose house is broken in
30652|Who knows what he will do next?
30652|The King of the Dead is dead;
30652|He has come back again.
30652|He will come to a woman's house
30652|And call her home again.
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|You will not seek to slay it;
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|You will not hide it.
30652|King, with your sword at the hip,
30652|You will not seek to slay it;
30652|King, with your sword at the hip
30652|You will not hide it.
30652|
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30652|The old wild bushes, long since dead and grey,
30652|Shake in the wind, and tremble, and sway;
30652|For now the sun, at last, has come to bed,
30652|And I can see, from the wooden bridge,
30652|That wooden bridge, that oak-tree, and the cedars
30652|Are nodding in the wind again.
30652|The old wild bushes, long since dead and grey,
30652|Shake in the wind, and tremble, and sway.
30652|The river, and the sky, and the stars, and I,
30652|Are all silent in the silent night.
30652|The old wild bushes, long since dead and grey,
30652|Shake in the wind, and tremble, and sway.
30652|The night is at an end; the moon has come
30652|To sit on my shoulder and rest;
30652|And the white mist, that lies on the river's bed,
30652|As black as the pine-tree is white,
30652|Like a child's face, is in the moon's pale light,
30652|Like a child's face,
30652|And I am happy in the silent night.
30652|The hills are wan, and the water's wan;
30652|The fields are all wet with rain;
30652|And the stars hang pale in the azure sky,
30652|Like children in a dream.
30652|The shadows of the pines are silent too,
30652|And the clouds are silent overhead;
30652|And I hear a song, a song like a child's
30652|As I watch the grey tide steal away.
30652|The night is at an end; the sky is sad,
30652|With only a single star.
30652|The little white flowers are wandering the sky
30652|With weary little footsteps;
30652|And the little white flowers, they are weary
30652|Of their wandering;
30652|For the stars hang pale in the azure sky,
30652|Like weary little feet.
30652|The night is at an end; the sky is sad,
30652|With only a single star.
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30652|Alas, the heart of the world has been broken
30652|In the world's endless marriage of terror
30652|And love, and my own heart, my own love,
30652|Is broken with the brokenness of time.
30652|I hear the cry of the world in despair;
30652|I hear the cry of the people all around;
30652|I hear the cry of the people in despair,
30652|I hear the cry of the people in despair.
30652|The great birds are lifted; they sail away
30652|To their glittering nests in the white clouds:
30652|A terrible cry of hopelessness is flung
30652|From the mouth of the cradle of the sun.
30652|The grey mists come down, and the snow
30652|In the mountains is rolled away;
30652|And the fair earth is swept with rain;
30652|And the dark clouds at evening go
30652|Down to the shining hills of light
30652|That yawn in the sky like hounds.
30652|I feel the wind in my hair
30652|And the deep breath of the rain
30652|Blowing on my face
30652|And on the heavy grass.
30652|I feel the rattle of the fall
30652|Of my white raiment through
30652|The heavy rain.
30652|I hear the voice of the wind
30652|In my hair.
30652|And the great birds fly away
30652|On their glittering wings
30652|To their nests in the rain.
30652|But my heart is broken with pain
30652|And sorrow and hunger; I cry out,
30652|"Who is this that comes in the rain?
30652|Is it God, or is it death?"
30652|I am broken with sorrow
30652|And hunger, and pain.
30652|The great birds fly away
30652|On their glittering wings.
30652|On the cloudless autumn day
30652|When the great stars go down
30652|And the little leaves gather in
30652|Each to her dim home in the sky,
30652|On the wind the first young bird
30652|Lifts his lovely head
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30652|The sky is full of stars; the earth is green
30652|And vast with the sunlight of the pastoral land;
30652|The wild sheep cry on the hills: the still stream
30652|Is dim with the voice of the pasture-companions.
30652|The sky is full of stars; the earth is green,
30652|And vast with the sunlight of the pastoral land;
30652|And the wild sheep cry on the hills:
30652|And the night-wind in the hills
30652|Is whispering softly,
30652|"All night the world is under a sky of stars."
30652|They who have loved and parted, what is left
30652|To do but drift from shore to shore,
30652|Wandering as drift of snow
30652|To the dark sea-line;
30652|And the blue sea, dark with waves,
30652|Walking as waves of sand,
30652|Singing softly,
30652|"The sea-ways lead away;
30652|Love is dead and buried;
30652|Love is dead and buried."
30652|They who have loved and parted, what is left
30652|To do but drift from shore to shore,
30652|Wandering as drift of snow
30652|To the dark sea-line;
30652|And the blue sea, vast and vast
30652|Singing, "Let there be seas,
30652|Singing, "Let there be seas."
30652|They who have loved and parted, what is left
30652|To do but drift from shore to shore,
30652|Wandering as drift of snow
30652|To the dark sea-line;
30652|Singing, "Let there be hills,
30652|Singing, "Let there be seas."
30652|Through the white sky they drift;
30652|The white sea sings.
30652|They who have loved and parted, what is left
30652|To do but drift from shore to shore,
30652|Whispering, "Let there be skies,
30652|Singing, "Let there be seas."
30652|The sea-bird lifts his head,
30652|And is drowned.
30652|But a voice goes
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30652|I know it not; but I have known it all
30652|Long since, and I know what it will be
30652|When that great mystery is fulfilled;
30652|And with that knowledge I have come to know
30652|That I shall be dead.
30652|For this strange child
30652|Has never seen a man;
30652|Is mad, and will not go to bed;
30652|Weary of all the trial;
30652|Needs but to walk a little
30652|About the floor; and there
30652|He sits and looks at things.
30652|And I shall be a mouse
30652|In that strange child's house;
30652|The crawling ones shall stay
30652|And watch the mother;
30652|And then they shall rise and fly
30652|And feed on me,
30652|Till they are grown.
30652|No man has ever met
30652|A child with such a wonder.
30652|And then I shall know
30652|The mother's sorrow;
30652|And, knowing this, I shall be
30652|A woman to him,
30652|A woman to his children.
30652|"There was a little girl of a little head,
30652|And she had a little loaf of bread,
30652|And she was good.
30652|And I heard a little boy of a little weight,
30652|And he was good.
30652|And I saw a little girl of a little head,
30652|And he was good.
30652|"There was a little girl of a little head,
30652|And she went to school, and she was good,
30652|And she went to bed.
30652|And I sat down beside her and played with her head,
30652|And I laughed and I cried.
30652|And there was a little boy of a little weight,
30652|And he did not eat.
30652|And I sat down beside him and played with his head,
30652|And I laughed and I cried.
30652|And there was a little boy of a little weight,
30652|And he did not sleep.
30652|And I sat
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30652|Nay, for surely the Second Coming is at hand,
30652|For still the Old Man is rocking in his grave,
30652|And the Old Man is rocking in his grave, I ween,
30652|With a stony heart that hears the mirth-song of the wind
30652|And the laughter of the storm-bowed sea.
30652|Only a little more and the night will be done
30652|And I shall lie upon the sea and forget
30652|To think of the cradles that lie far away,
30652|And the dreams that are abroad upon the sea,
30652|And the nights that are by the sea.
30652|The sea of dreaming, the sea of love,
30652|Is over us like a child that resteth not;
30652|For the stars are over us like a happy child
30652|That resteth in the deep.
30652|The sea of sleep, the sea of suffering,
30652|Is all around us like a heart-breaking song;
30652|For the sleep that slumbereth is as long as the sea
30652|That slumbereth by the shore.
30652|The sea of pain, the sea of weeping,
30652|Is all about us like a sea-bewilderant
30652|That wandereth and vanisheth.
30652|The sea of sorrow, the sea of fearing,
30652|Is all about us like a horrid fear-bewailing
30652|Of angels gone astray.
30652|And the sea of joy is all about us,
30652|The sea of dreadful foretaste of the day;
30652|For the sea of sadness is all about us
30652|As blue as the morning sky.
30652|In the dark night, under the sea,
30652|The sea-threshing stars are shining.
30652|The sea-king is sleeping,
30652|While the sea-child sleeps upon the billows.
30652|The sea-king rides on the sea,
30652|The sea-mother walks on the sand;
30652|And the sea-child's eyes are full of wonder.
30652|Then the sea-king is sleeping,
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30652|I know it not, I know not: there is no word
30652|But something in the gloom and the delay
30652|And mystery of this re-unfolding scene,
30652|That cries to me, as with a white-faced face
30652|Forgetting what it is, to ask the Right
30652|And a new question to the new: why do we
30652|Dance to the sound of the flutes of the wind?
30652|The old dream's dream is fled: the new is born
30652|And shouts the foeman: "Shall not the great King
30652|Of the dawning of day, even as he goes
30652|To spread the sea, bring all creation unto
30652|His nimble hands, and lead the stars again,
30652|Why do we dance to the sound of the flutes
30652|Of the wind? We ask the question: the dawn
30652|Is the most wondrous moment of all time;
30652|The day is the morning, and the night
30652|Is the blackest night, and the world
30652|Is the sunset of the world;
30652|The woods are a-dancing, and the wind
30652|Is a-droning and a-whirling;
30652|And the silence is a-shimmering and a-glow
30652|And a-bloom in the great trees
30652|And the stream is a-flowing under the snow,
30652|And the sun and the sky are a-glow;
30652|And the voice of the wind is a-breaking its song
30652|Of dreams and of sorrow.
30652|And I know not how I know,
30652|For all these things are told to me
30652|By the voice of the wind.
30652|Why do I ask? Why do I ask
30652|In a place like this?
30652|_I_ know not how I know,
30652|And I would ask again.
30652|Why do I wait for a word?
30652|I have not had a word.
30652|Why do I hide my face in the mist
30652|For fear of a word?
30652
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30652|Is there no way to stop the thing?
30652|There is, and it is not long.
30652|What is it, then?
30652|That there is a way to stop the thing!
30652|There is, and it is not long.
30652|In the riven desert, where the moaning of the wild
30652|Is stifled by the hoarse thunder of the horned cattle,
30652|Among the dust and in the gutters of the trees,
30652|I heard the camel's throat moan, and I know
30652|That the deafened throat of the wild beast that slept
30652|In the grass by the mountain brook is too weak
30652|To cry out again for its half-drunken woman.
30652|I know that the ruffian's neck that moves on the plains
30652|Is still more braced than the black heart of the beast
30652|That the deafened earth by the babe was slain.
30652|The great black heart that is all swoln with fear,
30652|And the long black mane that dazes all night long,
30652|Are the ribs of the camel that mutters and moans
30652|In the heart of the rock-walled city.
30652|The great black heart that is all swoln with fear,
30652|And the long black mane that dazes all night long,
30652|Are the ribs of the beast that sleeps in the grass.
30652|The great black heart that is all swoln with fear,
30652|And the long black mane that dazes all night long,
30652|Are the ribs of the beast that sleeps in the grass.
30652|And all night long, in the darkness and the heat,
30652|Like a stifled cry that is choked and stifled
30652|By the night-birds that sing in their deep-voiced throats,
30652|And the night-wind that wakes them, the black heart cries
30652|In the heart of the rock-walled city.
30652|The great black heart that is all swoln with fear,
30652|And the long black mane that dazes all night long,
30652|Are the ribs of the beast that sleeps
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30652|But lo! the dawn is breaking like a stone
30652|On the dead sea: lo! the sombre shadow of heaven
30652|Dies in the sea of night.
30652|So, then, I am alone,
30652|For I have been alone,
30652|And I must be alone
30652|On the desert's sand.
30652|When the shadows of the summer-floods
30652|Wash the white slate clean,
30652|And the wind, in a girdle of green
30652|Shall be crowned with plumes,
30652|And the moon, in a mantle of flame,
30652|Shall sing for me
30652|Of a child in a foreign land,
30652|A child who knew the ancient tongue,
30652|Who heard the stars, and saw the sea,
30652|And evermore, at night, would weep
30652|Because the bitter things were true;
30652|But he was very tender, and loved
30652|To hear the old gods speak
30652|In a low and sweet monotone,
30652|And for his heart the old gods spoke,
30652|And he was very tender, and loved
30652|To hear the old gods speak.
30652|When the old gods spoke to him,
30652|In a low and sweet monotone,
30652|And the blacknesses were white with sleep,
30652|And the sea lay smooth and deep,
30652|He laughed and wailed in a wild delight
30652|Because the words of the gods were good
30652|And the old gods spoke.
30652|He took up the old gods' children,
30652|And brought them out to me,
30652|The eldest, the first of the first;
30652|And the voice of his father, he heard
30652|All the stars, and he heard the sea,
30652|And he heard the old gods speak
30652|To the children, and he saw the gods
30652|Who rule in the sky.
30652|He saw the dark, and the stars,
30652|And the long dark night,
30652|And the deep, dark night that knows not fear
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30652|Shall I not come to God, to some great God,
30652|To see him and be with him? Shall I not
30652|Talk to him and eat with him, and be
30652|Smooth as the dew on his infant's lip,
30652|And his eyes be as a sun-beaming face?
30652|I shall not know of the infinite love
30652|That girds the skies, and I shall not know
30652|Of the infinite peace that lies beneath,
30652|In the dark depths of the dreary earth.
30652|I shall not hear the tender, dying cry,
30652|I shall not see the fear, the agony,
30652|That is all too quick for utterance here;
30652|The nightingale's song, the nightingale's cry,
30652|That is all too loud for utterance here.
30652|I shall not hear the mumbled signs of life,
30652|That I have read in books, in books;
30652|I shall not see the hands that have stretched out
30652|The hands of the world, of the world.
30652|I shall not see the fingers of God
30652|Clasp the black throat of death, and hold it
30652|With both their palms, while the World's voice
30652|Knocks with its knuckles, and the cry
30652|Of the nightingale and the nightingale
30652|Is wailing in the desert; and the world
30652|Is groaning beneath the hand of God.
30652|The air is grey, the sky is grey;
30652|I am far off; the heaven is wide.
30652|The moon is aching in her place;
30652|The stars are pale and starry-eyed.
30652|The nightingale in the hedge-row stands,
30652|Sings, cries, and goes about the wood.
30652|The world is a silent place;
30652|The sky is a little dim.
30652|A little wind in the hazel boughs
30652|Sways the nightingale; the nightingale cries,
30652|And the starry-eyed nightingale answers.

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30652|All night the noise of battle had been stilled,
30652|And now a moon-lit form came drifting down
30652|To the great house of Silence, where the night
30652|Poured out her saints, and there the silence lay
30652|Silent as the face of God on a dead man
30652|That slept: and silence also o'er the place
30652|Of the dead saints sloutered, and the shadow of God
30652|Filled all the place where the dead were laid.
30652|Then I turned to the black and silent sea,
30652|And saw the waves that flowed and the black land
30652|From the dark shore on to the lone sea-floor,
30652|Till in one great basin they were mingled.
30652|And I saw the white cliffs and the white sand,
30652|And the red cliffs and red sea-sand, and there
30652|I saw the pale moon as it looked at all
30652|Those things in one giant confusion,--
30652|The great moon shining in those things at once,
30652|The moon-god with his great hair and his breast
30652|Like the great white thunder, and his spear and shield
30652|Like the white sea-gulls, and his bow and quiver
30652|Like the white cliffs, all motionless and still,
30652|Like a dream of sleep by a dreamer's slumber
30652|When the moon is asleep.
30652|But he would go not,
30652|For he was full of the mystery of life;
30652|And the great shadow of God on the face of life
30652|Was borne along on the waves, and all things
30652|That moved, and the waves' motion, were drowned
30652|In the great shadow of God on the face of life.
30652|So I turned to the sea; and lo! all night
30652|The sea-waves came rolling, and the night
30652|Was one great vast confusion of the waves,
30652|And all the waves' motion was drowned in the light
30652|Of the great shadow of God on the face of life.
30652|And I saw the great rocks rise in the light

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30652|In the wall of a village a sparrow sat,
30652|A grey goose cooing in the sun,
30652|And a man sat in a house, and he heard
30652|A man and a man's voice say the word;
30652|And then the sparrow, like a shriveled flail,
30652|Swooped to the door and hewed on it,
30652|And hewed on it hard; and then the man
30652|Stared at the sky, and the little red tongue
30652|Grew as a horn of angry wheat in his throat
30652|At the sudden pain of the wild thing's throat.
30652|And then the man hewed at the sky, and the
30652|A rose bush fell, and the sparrow, like
30652|A flail of sharp steel, flicked on the sparrow
30652|And hewed her through the air with his blade.
30652|And then the man he smote at the sky, and
30652|The sparrow, like a saw of iron,
30652|In a spring of flail down on the wall of the
30652|Village, there lay, in a spring of flail,
30652|The sparrow, with the mouth of a saw,
30652|And she was dead.
30652|Then he said: "The sparrow, with the mouth of
30652|The rose bush, fell and fell
30652|Through the windy wall of the village.
30652|The sparrow, like a saw of iron,
30652|Fluttered in the wind, and the sun shone
30652|On the sparrow's fell death."
30652|Singing: "She was a rose,
30652|A rose, a rose,
30652|A rose, a rose,
30652|She was a rose,
30652|A rose, a rose."
30652|The little sparrow flew
30652|About the little garden-wall,
30652|And a man saw her and shouted,
30652|And the sun shone on his sparrow
30652|That had killed the little rose;
30652|And the sun shone on his sparrow
30652|That had killed the little rose.
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30652|O miracle of wonder! The miracle
30652|That all the senseless years of centuries
30652|Had cast into the sea that was my body
30652|A miracle of wonder!
30652|But the great sun at its noon went down,
30652|And the great sun at its noon went down;
30652|And I heard a voice say to me from the sky:
30652|"Behold, the great sun has come to his own;
30652|Behold, the great sun has come to his own;
30652|Behold, the great sun has come to his own!"
30652|I only say,
30652|As I pass
30652|By the long grass,
30652|"That old man with the grey coat
30652|Shines upon the sun."
30652|Oh, I have known a great green moon
30652|Shining in the sky;
30652|And the earth was beautiful and fair,
30652|And the singing birds
30652|Were singing in the trees.
30652|I only say,
30652|As I pass
30652|By the long grass,
30652|"That old man with the grey coat
30652|Shines on the sun."
30652|It is night! and, O, I only say,
30652|It is night! and the white stars are all
30652|On the dark sky-wall.
30652|Oh, it is night!
30652|And, O, I only say,
30652|"It is night! and the white stars
30652|All gleam on the dark sky-wall."
30652|The nights have fallen
30652|With the wind;
30652|And the sky is still as a glass
30652|Of water.
30652|And the grass is gleaming
30652|With fire;
30652|And the birds are singing
30652|In the trees.
30652|It is night!
30652|And the stars are all shining
30652|In the sky.
30652|It is night!
30652|And the grass is all gleaming
30652|With fire.
30652|The deep sea is singing
30652|With glee,
30652
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30652|Bab al-Samarkand! Thou son of Mars!
30652|Thou, with the lips of thy great mother,
30652|And the mother with the lips of her son.
30652|Up from the sand thy feet are moving,
30652|Up from the rising sand thy feet are moving,
30652|Up from the bottom of the water,
30652|Thy head is above thee, the mother's,
30652|The father's head is over thee;
30652|And the son and the son's head are bowing
30652|To the old Mother, the silent one.
30652|But the son, mad with the darkness and the desert,
30652|Shrieks at the stars, and cries at the sky,
30652|And the son's head is lifted on his shoulders,
30652|And he is gone.
30652|My last day in the sky, my last day in the sea,
30652|My last day of the flying,
30652|My last faint breath in the sky, my last faint breath in the sea,
30652|It is mine to die like a man,
30652|My last breath in the sky, my last breath in the sea,
30652|My last faint breath in the wind.
30652|For I have set my hand to the boundless blue,
30652|And I have spread my sail;
30652|For I have set my hand to the boundless blue,
30652|And I have touched the shore.
30652|Like a red leaf that falls upon the sea,
30652|Or a rose that blows upon the sand,
30652|I have touched the shore.
30652|For I have laid my hand to the boundless blue,
30652|And I have touched the shore,
30652|For I have laid my hand to the boundless blue,
30652|And I have touched the shore.
30652|Ah! my father's land, my mother's land,
30652|The hills of my birth-right!
30652|My father's home, my mother's home,
30652|The hills of my birth-right!
30652|My own, my own, the hills of my birth,
30652|My own, my own
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30652|I know that a great captain, of the Hindoos,
30652|Would have been ashamed, with a sombre face and a cane,
30652|To see such a mask in the sun; and I know
30652|That a great captain of the Soudanese,
30652|Would have been ashamed to look upon it.
30652|But what I see is a living child,
30652|With a white face and a proud cheek,
30652|And the mother's hand is upon the child's face,
30652|And the mother's hand is on the child's breast.
30652|The child is smiling; and the mother's eye
30652|Is shining as a lily's eye,
30652|And the mother's face is as a rose
30652|That smiles in the wind.
30652|And the child is smiling; and the mother's hand
30652|Is over the child's breast,
30652|And the mother's hand is over the child's breast
30652|With a grace as sweet as a rose
30652|That smiles in the wind.
30652|A white child is lying at my feet,
30652|And a white child is lying at the feet of my love;
30652|And I can see the white child till my eyes be gone
30652|To look at it.
30652|A white child is lying at my feet;
30652|And a white child is lying at my feet of the morning,
30652|And the sun is white on the child and the mother's face.
30652|There is no whiteness under the sun;
30652|There is no lightness under the sun.
30652|_I_ am as the white child is,
30652|And the white child is the face of my love;
30652|And I can look at it till my eyes be closed
30652|And my eyes be closed forever.
30652|I knew a little maid,
30652|And what her name was I cannot tell you,
30652|But she had such a pretty ring
30652|You could almost kiss it.
30652|She was neither maid nor wife,
30652|She was neither little nor old,
30652|She was neither rich nor poor,

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30652|For I am sated with the wonderment
30652|That my heart knows as it wakes, and the wonderment
30652|That my life knows as it sleeps.
30652|It is a little thing to rouse me
30652|From this little slumber; and yet, what if
30652|The day should come when I should not know
30652|What this little thing is?
30652|It may be that I shall learn from some old man
30652|That there is no dawn, and that I shall sleep
30652|Till the morning break.
30652|And you shall not wake me; but you shall lie
30652|All the night on your little bed of wool;
30652|And all the day, and all the night long,
30652|You shall lie on your little bed of wool,
30652|Wear your clothes, and lie on your bed of wool.
30652|And you shall not weep; and you shall lie on
30652|Your back, and lie on your little bed of wool,
30652|And let your face of hair, like a little child,
30652|Grow white in the wind and wailing in the rain;
30652|And you shall think that you are still among the sheep
30652|Of the strong river, and the three great hills;
30652|And that you shall never, never lie alone
30652|Till the morning break.
30652|But you shall never sleep; and you shall lie
30652|On your face, and let the wind and weather change;
30652|And you shall hear the high birds singing
30652|Songs to the little lambs on the river;
30652|And you shall see the little lambs, and know
30652|That they all love you still, and look to you
30652|For help, and for protection; and you
30652|Shall laugh at your poor coward soul, and be
30652|A little child again.
30652|And all the day, and all the night long,
30652|You shall lie on your little bed of wool,
30652|Wear your clothes, and lie on your bed of wool.
30652|But I shall come when you are but a little child
30652|
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30652|_Do you remember the old times?_
30652|Yes, I remember: how the wind came
30652|And the old trees were in trouble;
30652|How the wild grass clung with long tremors
30652|Over the blood-stained face of the sea;
30652|How the sea was mad with storm and foam,
30652|But the sea seemed to forget about me
30652|As a bitter wind forgot about the sea.
30652|The wind was blue, and the leaves were wet,
30652|And the night was moaning, and a sudden light
30652|Blossomed over the wide stars,
30652|And the stars said, "Alas!" and the sea
30652|Laughed, and said, "Who is this that comes to-night
30652|Into the light of the world with a whisper?
30652|I have never seen such a one before."
30652|I went to the door and the wind sang to it
30652|As I went, and the stars sang, "Behold the moon;
30652|Behold the moon that will bring thee sweet dreams
30652|Of white sands in the deep,
30652|And silver sands on the sea-sands:
30652|O gold, O gold, the moon is coming!"
30652|I went to the door and the moon looked at me
30652|With a long, grey look;
30652|And the stars said, "Remember, remember:
30652|The past is only a pastime for stars."
30652|I went to the door and the moon said, "Now
30652|I remember, I remember
30652|The little words that my father taught me,
30652|The wise words he taught me in his days
30652|When I was very young."
30652|I went to the door and the stars sang,
30652|"Remember, remember, the moon is come,
30652|Come full in the face:
30652|Come, and bring fear to my heart,
30652|For I have brought the future to thee."
30652|And the wind came, and the stars sang,
30652|"We have watched above thee,
30652|O little stars, from afar,

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30652|But the madden'd Spirit of the World is away,
30652|Away! Away! for all things are above me
30652|Have drifted far, and the thought of me,
30652|The vision of a golden wing,
30652|Is but a burning, faring for the centre
30652|Of a vast, dark winged World; and the far man
30652|Whose life is an image of the man
30652|Whose life is an image of the man
30652|Is far and far and away.
30652|O World that I do not know,
30652|What is thy little heart to me,
30652|O World that I do not know?
30652|I cannot guess, I cannot tell,
30652|What is thy little heart to me.
30652|O World that I do not know,
30652|What is thy little heart to me,
30652|O World that I do not know?
30652|I cannot guess, I cannot tell,
30652|What is thy little heart to me,
30652|O World that I do not know.
30652|O World that I do not know,
30652|I cannot guess, I cannot tell,
30652|What is thy little heart to me,
30652|O World that I do not know.
30652|I cannot guess, I cannot tell,
30652|What is thy little heart to me,
30652|O World that I do not know.
30652|I do not think of thee, I do not know
30652|The all-surprising, all-surprising things
30652|That make thy lips so bitter, sweet, and dry;
30652|And yet I think of thee, I do not know
30652|The all-surprising things that make thy heart
30652|So cruel, cruel, and cold, and cold;
30652|And yet I think of thee, I do not know
30652|The all-surprising things that make thy heart
30652|So sure, so sure, so sure, so sure;
30652|And yet I think of thee, I do not know
30652|The all-surprising things that make thy heart.
30652|The fluttering of
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30652|The infants shriek, and the shadows go
30652|Out through the hillside in the sky.
30652|Something is at work in the paling sky
30652|That droops and lifts like a cave-man's tent,
30652|And it is I who say, "Pray for mercy
30652|To-morrow on our little children dead."
30652|A little gray-headed lass in the shadow of a fir,
30652|The shadows of the fir are haggard and sad,
30652|And a great dog with a big head in the fire
30652|Leans over the fire and licks his hands.
30652|Oh, how my heart leaps up in me to see
30652|The little face in the dark;
30652|But the dog lies still and his hot head turns
30652|To the empty air and the sky.
30652|The little eyes are shut and the big head shies,
30652|And the shadow on the fir is gray and still,
30652|And the dog's head is turned to the sky.
30652|The little face in the dark is not mine;
30652|The little face in the dark is not mine;
30652|And he who is at the fire is at home
30652|With the sun and the sky and the fir.
30652|The fire-light glimmers on the little head,
30652|And the little face in the dark
30652|Is not mine, but it's there and it's there
30652|And it's always I am alone.
30652|One stands on the terrace of the city,
30652|And watches with a sweet and foolish eye
30652|The hills and the rivers and the grey sea-marshes
30652|And the far red hills of the Anglesey.
30652|The summer sun, the air, the sea, the sea-shells
30652|The swift grey sea-marshes, and the willow-shaded lanes
30652|Where shepherds pluck the green sea-shells from the waves,
30652|And make them into beautiful things out of the sand;
30652|And the little girl with the red face, is she,
30652|And do they
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30652|The Vision pass'd; the silence came, and the breast
30652|Of the earth sank beneath the dreary weight
30652|Of the darkness of that face; and then
30652|Something to the sky came floating in by
30652|A phantom horse.
30652|The shadow-horses of the world are all by this
30652|With a long line of proof; yet some tell me
30652|That I shall see them once more before I die.
30652|When I was living, and knew not death,
30652|I heard a song that lived amid the silence
30652|Of mountains, where it spake with the stars.
30652|The song was a little one: the stars
30652|Struck gold upon its golden wing,
30652|And a wondrous silence came and went
30652|Across the mountains, till the song still spake.
30652|The music came and went again
30652|Over the moorland, till I knew it not,
30652|And I looked and saw not, nor heard,
30652|And I knew not if the song were true
30652|Or a song I had not heard before.
30652|I looked and saw and knew not if it were,
30652|Or a dream that I have never known;
30652|And I knew not if it were a dream
30652|Or a song that I had never heard before.
30652|I have looked and heard again the words
30652|That the music spake to the stars;
30652|I have heard the words, and the stars are bright;
30652|The words are a song that I have heard before;
30652|And now I know the music that spake
30652|Across the moor, the words are a song I have heard
30652|That I have never heard before.
30652|I have heard the music once more
30652|With the stars that the sky shakes through;
30652|But now I know the secret of the words
30652|That the stars knew of old; for the stars say now
30652|That the music of the stars is a song I have heard
30652|That I have never heard before.
30652|I have seen the music once more

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30652|Through the wild ripples the strong sea-streams run
30652|With a sharp wind against their floating scourings
30652|Of the great hills. But still I do not know
30652|If this rocking cradle is the Second Coming,
30652|Or if this thing are something more than a cradle
30652|That walks the waves of the world.
30652|Out of the night that is the sun,
30652|Out of the night that is the sea,
30652|Out of the darkness and the storm,
30652|Into the darkness and the storm,
30652|Into the darkness and the night,
30652|Goes the wind with a red-hot sword,
30652|And the sea-birds wake on the sand.
30652|Out of the darkness and the storm,
30652|Out of the darkness and the sea,
30652|Out of the darkness and the night,
30652|Is the dawn with a red-hot sword.
30652|The sea-birds wake on the sand.
30652|O sea-bird with the gray cap,
30652|With your red sword in your mouth,
30652|How you rock up with the rush
30652|Like a silver bell!
30652|O sea-bird with the gray cap!
30652|The wind's red breath is hot
30652|On your golden wings, like wine
30652|And your red sword in your hand!
30652|O sea-bird with the gray cap!
30652|The red-toothed waves are red
30652|Like the drops of blood shed
30652|Out of your mother's eyes!
30652|O sea-bird with the gray cap!
30652|I have a mother who is dead
30652|And who is lonely in a shroud.
30652|I have a mother who is dead
30652|And who has no one to love her now.
30652|I have a mother who is dead
30652|And a wind upon her hair.
30652|I have a mother who is dead
30652|And a great white moon is on her shroud.
30652|There's a bird I know so well,
30652|The song of the sea-bird
30652|
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30652|It's not the moon, but she's not the moon
30652|That moves through the sky;
30652|But the night is shelled, and the night
30652|Has a hideous look in her eye.
30652|I have seen a strange thing in my sleep
30652|When I was young and strong;
30652|But the old time is a sleeping thing
30652|And is never there.
30652|For my heart is still in its cradle
30652|As it was when I was young;
30652|And the time that's past is dead, dead, dead,
30652|And never here.
30652|When I was a boy in the golden year
30652|I was down at the pond;
30652|And I and my brother and I stood on the edge
30652|And watched the yellow light,
30652|And it shone so cold and stilly and bright
30652|That it seemed to us a star.
30652|But the little toad could not see it there,
30652|For he was but a frog,
30652|And he could not see the little light
30652|So far away, so far,
30652|And we looked in wonder and fear and wonder too,
30652|But we could not see it either.
30652|And the little toad said to us: "We see
30652|No light at all, we see no light
30652|When the leaves are green; but we think that we see
30652|The light of something that moves
30652|In the branches of the lilac tree.
30652|And it moves in the lilac branches
30652|And all about."
30652|When the leaves are green
30652|There's a light in the branches of the lilac tree,
30652|And the breeze stirs the darkness
30652|Of the water and the trees;
30652|But the toad cannot see it far away,
30652|For he is but a frog,
30652|And he can not see the little light
30652|So far away, so far,
30652|And we looked in wonder and fear and fear
30652|As we lay down to sleep;
30652|But we knew that
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30652|O one who toiled at the low-lying city,
30652|Where, for the little singing wind, there rose
30652|A kind of noise of human voices, one
30652|Who saw her face, and her white teeth that smiled
30652|With their strange beauty, and her white wings
30652|That still as storms are beating on the night;
30652|I saw her face, I saw her heart, I saw
30652|The clouds of sand that closed round her feet
30652|And rippled in the rivers, I saw her head
30652|That had been first with the best of eyes,
30652|I saw the strange flesh of her that walked
30652|And the long wings of her that flew, I saw
30652|The soul of her that sat and dreamed, I heard
30652|Her voice of peace and the voice of prayer.
30652|I know a field where the harvest of weeds
30652|And the little black seed of the hare is sown,
30652|And I know a river and a little river
30652|And a little mountain and a great sea-gull
30652|And a little mist that is light as air.
30652|And all about the little river's brink
30652|Are the old graves of those who died long ago.
30652|They are the graves of some who lived a long while ago,
30652|And a little mist that is light as air.
30652|The moon rises over the sea,
30652|The sky is clear and grey;
30652|I hear the peacock piping,
30652|I see the peacock winking;
30652|All through the day I hear
30652|The peacock piping, the peacock winking,
30652|The peacock's voice is sweet to hear.
30652|I hear the peacock piping,
30652|I see the peacock winking,
30652|All through the day I hear
30652|The peacock piping, the peacock winking,
30652|The peacock's wings are very white.
30652|But I must not go so soon,
30652|For the grey sea holds me fast,
30652|And the grey sea is full of waves

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30652|The mother's breast was filled with the heat of life,
30652|The father's with the strife of the years;
30652|And all day long the two were in their cradle
30652|Thinking of the children and the mother.
30652|And they were lying under the bare heavens
30652|At home, where nothing ever was done.
30652|And I thought that it was a strange, strange dream,
30652|A vision of the distant future;
30652|And I thought that I heard a voice say:
30652|"And now, oh my children, for your good,
30652|Do what is good, and strive and pray!
30652|God will come to you in a little boat,
30652|And he will change you all into birds;
30652|And you shall fly with him, and I shall be
30652|A bird of fire and a bird of clouds,
30652|And you shall fly and I shall be a star.
30652|"And now, if you will not go to school,
30652|You shall be musicians, and you shall sing,
30652|And the angels shall give you gold for singing
30652|And strange strange wine for drinking;
30652|And I shall be a river and you a tree
30652|And we two shall dance together.
30652|"And I shall be a bird and you shall be
30652|A river, and I shall be a tree,
30652|And we two shall dance together.
30652|"But the wise men say that the time is near
30652|When you shall learn to love another;
30652|And I have heard that the wise men are going
30652|To change you all into a mighty hawk,
30652|And you shall fly like an eagle,
30652|And I shall fly like a little child.
30652|"And they have given a name to him
30652|That shall be a name for ever;
30652|And he has grown so mighty and wise
30652|That he is afraid to go alone
30652|And he will fly to the mountains and sleep,
30652|And I shall be a river and he will be
30652|A river and I shall sleep.
30652|
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30652|The time is at hand: the cry of the winds
30652|Grows faint, but my heart dances like a star;
30652|The endless silence of the great world's eyes
30652|Is love, and the sea's and the sky's silence is tears.
30652|And the wind's voice in my ears is as a song
30652|That follows and fills all the world with peace.
30652|So the time is at hand: the time for speech;
30652|The time for action: and the people shouted
30652|With the shout of the wind and the shout of the sea.
30652|The time is at hand: and a trump shall sound,
30652|And the dark of the marsh shall ring with the shout
30652|Of a shout of the dawn, and the darkness of night
30652|Shall vanish in the sun.
30652|And out of the vastness of the deeps of space
30652|The lightning shall leap like a little child
30652|In the storm of his father's wrath, and his mother
30652|Shall see her babe again.
30652|Out of the darkness of the sea shall leap
30652|The thunder of a father who has heard
30652|The voice of the sea; and the cradle of darkness
30652|Shall be swept by the wind; and the hours of sleep
30652|Shall be swept out by the roar of the deep;
30652|And the footsteps of the star shall fall
30652|On the horizon of the stars.
30652|The earthquake shall stand still
30652|And the waters shall heave like the mountains of snow
30652|Over the hidden land;
30652|And a little wind shall be blowing
30652|And the land shall be soft with the breath
30652|And the grass be soft with the snow.
30652|For the night is here and the stars are shining
30652|And the clouds are hanging like gems
30652|And the night is here, and the lights are dark,
30652|And the stars are dark and cold.
30652|And the world is over dark and cold
30652|And the wind is blowing from far
30652|And the night is here and the stars are shining
30652|And
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30652|The little yellow storks
30652|Chirp, chir, chir,
30652|Chirp, chir, chir,
30652|Chirp, chir, chir,
30652|Strap on the seat and let go;
30652|The storks are taking off their shoes,
30652|They are tippling the dame
30652|With the last of their bran-new puddings.
30652|Where are the children's faces?
30652|O it's wet and it's cold,
30652|And the water's sodden.
30652|Come, open your eyes,
30652|And look at us, my dear,
30652|For you have never seen us.
30652|O it's wet and it's cold,
30652|And the water's sodden;
30652|And the little grey owls
30652|Are about us in the night,
30652|And the goodwife's owl has cried
30652|In the very same place.
30652|O it's wet and it's cold,
30652|And the water's sodden;
30652|O the little grey owls
30652|Are about us in the night.
30652|O it's wet and it's cold,
30652|And the little grey owls
30652|Are about us in the night.
30652|Are you not tired, my little friend,
30652|To-night?
30652|It is so long
30652|Since I saw you.
30652|My hat is so wide, my shirt's so short,
30652|I feel so weary.
30652|I have been here and there,
30652|But never, never, never here,
30652|Never, never.
30652|It is so long,
30652|Since I last saw you,
30652|My dear,
30652|And it is so long since I could wish
30652|More days to spend
30652|Here than here.
30652|The rain is raining on the roof,
30652|And rain is raining on the pavement,
30652|And on the window pane,
30652|And on the
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30652|For that is my own child's first song;
30652|And in the city when it grows, the cradle
30652|A cradle to a child; and in the darkness
30652|The infant's dream, that none shall escape.
30652|And all the night the dark-browed priests will pray,
30652|Pray for the child that is not born, and sleep
30652|Till the next morning, and then wake again,
30652|And from the sleeping infant's cradle bring
30652|The great Reception, and the Christ-child.
30652|I can no more; and the great heralds,
30652|The heralds of the Reception, are dead,
30652|And I am grown a pilgrim in the desert,
30652|A lonely man, and none of me heedeth
30652|The day or night or morning light.
30652|I am a pilgrim in the desert,
30652|A lonely man, and none of me heedeth
30652|The day or night or morning light.
30652|_And all the night the dark-browed priests will pray,
30652|Pray for the child that is not born, and sleep
30652|Till the next morning, and then wake again,
30652|And from the sleeping infant's cradle bring
30652|The great Reception, and the Christ-child._
30652|Then the white-browed priests, with the white-browed Crow,
30652|Have gone to preach and to fast;
30652|And the white-browed priests go back to preach
30652|With their singing and their fasting.
30652|In the land of the sheep-daring men,
30652|And the white-browed priests have come;
30652|And the white-browed priests have come to fast
30652|With the priests of the white-browed crow.
30652|O the white-browed priest is all alone
30652|In the desert, and the white-browed priest is all alone
30652|With the white-browed crow, and the priests of the white-browed crow.
30652|_And all the night the dark-browed priests will pray,
30652|Pray
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30652|A piteous thing! How did it roll along
30652|With bleeding feet and shrieking voice! I knew
30652|That I could never rise above it now.
30652|'Twas the crows' crow!
30652|_On the top of a low hill
30652|With a wolf at the toe of the heel,
30652|And the top of a small hill.
30652|And a white raven flying
30652|From the east to the west,
30652|And the edge of a high hill
30652|With a little white caw._
30652|The wind blew past us
30652|With a hollow sound,
30652|And the white cowled crow
30652|Came down on us,
30652|With a long low croak.
30652|And a white crow
30652|At our feet came flying,
30652|And white cowled crow
30652|At our feet came crying,
30652|And then a wolf,
30652|And a little wolf
30652|Came down on him.
30652|_The wind came down on us
30652|With a deep and a groan,
30652|And the wolf on the top of a small hill
30652|He leaped on the top of the big hill,
30652|And the wolf came down upon us
30652|With a long sharp cry._
30652|_And the wind came down upon us
30652|With a hiss and a gring,
30652|And the wolf came down upon us
30652|With a long loud growling cry._
30652|_And the wolf came down upon us
30652|With a long sharp teeth,
30652|And the wolf on the top of a big hill
30652|Took all the world away._
30652|_The wind came down upon us
30652|With a deep and a groan,
30652|And the wolf on the top of the big hill
30652|Sloughed it all away._
30652|_And the wind came down upon us
30652|With a hiss and a gring,
30652|And the wolf on the top of the big hill
30652|Took it all
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30652|I remember
30652|The churchyard by the sand-drift; the sand-drift there,
30652|Cold as a field of wild oats that the winds blow
30652|Down the long warm slumber of the sweet moon,
30652|And through the dark black churchyard the moonlight falls
30652|Dry as a wet hand upon a grain of corn;
30652|And then the old cobwebbed cradle, tall and huge,
30652|Straining its heavy limbs up through the sand,
30652|Bending its head back, moaning, through the tide
30652|To meet the feet that straining go by it beat.
30652|I remember the stones and the flinty heap
30652|That lay along the topmost stone-walls, all round
30652|The long black church, and the wind's heavy moan
30652|Stirring up the grey twilight, and the moon
30652|Brightening along the sand-drifts, and the dark
30652|Clouds drifting by it, and the little stars.
30652|And then I remember the very brown, brown hair
30652|Covered the cradle, and the very red
30652|And tender blue eyes, and the very red
30652|And tender blue hand, and the very red
30652|Of that same cradle-stone that in the sea
30652|Stubbled for three long weary hours.
30652|A child, a child, a child, a child,
30652|A child, a child, a child, a child.
30652|All day long in the dusty street
30652|I have seen the white wool of his
30652|White neck in the dim cold wind;
30652|I have heard him murmur the prayers
30652|That children pray to-day.
30652|He sleeps among the fallen leaves
30652|On the leaf-strewn, leaf-curtained floor;
30652|He sleeps among the white leaves
30652|That wrap him warm from the hot wind.
30652|He sleeps among the low leaves
30652|That he used to pass in the rain,
30652|And the mother will not hear him
30652|When the children call and cry.
30652|And
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30652|The face is one of love: the hands that strangled
30652|The gray-haired father; the young hands that smote
30652|The young mother, in a world of red
30652|And yellow for their saddles; the long tongue
30652|That for an hour hath blanched the darkness
30652|With a sweet sound, and the small lips that never
30652|Have tasted wine, and the hand that never shall
30652|Dress aught for the feet of the man and the woman;
30652|The face is one of love.
30652|Tears! I have cried and yet they must not fall;
30652|Tears! I have seen and yet they must not be seen;
30652|Tears! I have heard and yet they must not be heard;
30652|Tears! I have known and yet they must not be known;
30652|Tears! I have heard and yet they must not be heard.
30652|Crowding I have heard, and yet I cannot hear;
30652|Crowding I have seen, and yet I cannot hear;
30652|Crowding I have heard, and yet I cannot be heard;
30652|Crowding I have heard, and yet I cannot be known;
30652|Crowding I have known, and yet I cannot be known.
30652|What was it that I have heard, and what has been
30652|By the dull wind blown over the hot earth?
30652|I have seen and yet I have no word to say;
30652|I have heard and yet I have no word for now;
30652|I have seen and yet I have not a word to say;
30652|I have heard and yet I have no word to say;
30652|I have heard and yet I have no word for now;
30652|I have known and yet I have no word to say;
30652|I have known and yet I have no word to say.
30652|I will rest and watch no more, for my eyes
30652|Are shut, and the heart within me is dead;
30652|I will sing no more, for I cannot speak,
30652|And so I will keep watch till morning.
30652|
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30652|The whole wide world is at a stroke,
30652|And the great sea is up and over.
30652|I am caught in the whirlwind of it all
30652|And torn by the might of its wings;
30652|The little islands are blown about me,
30652|And all the old hills are drowned in the sea;
30652|The great winds go sighing to sleep,
30652|And the day grows deep, and the sea grows still.
30652|I am caught in the whirlwind of it all,
30652|And torn by the strength of its wings.
30652|It is like a great red swallow
30652|Driving on the mountain-steep;
30652|And the wind is singing to it,
30652|"We'll have no morning there."
30652|We have learned our lesson,
30652|The wind and the storm and the fire,
30652|We will never be stronger.
30652|The mother-birds have gone
30652|To their nests of sand and sand;
30652|The little grass-birds have gone
30652|To rest and let their wings be still.
30652|Oh, the children are gone,
30652|And the children have gone,
30652|And the children are so young.
30652|I wonder what the children are doing
30652|When I see them playing
30652|And singing,
30652|So lonely
30652|And happy
30652|Under the sky.
30652|Oh, the children are going away,
30652|With their playthings and toys,
30652|To strange places
30652|Where no children are;
30652|Oh, the children are going away
30652|To other lands
30652|Where the sun is gold
30652|And the wind is white
30652|And the sea is blue.
30652|Who will care
30652|When the children are gone
30652|And the children are far?
30652|For the young children
30652|In their baby-seducing
30652|And silly play.
30652|In the dark the children
30652|Fell by the way,
30652|And I said to them
30652|"Take
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30652|The dark is past, and the great crescent rises
30652|Into the void; and I know that I am
30652|Along the long hill-side by the lone fort
30652|That over night shall shake the hill-tops down.
30652|The land is past, and the first sheep of Bethlehem
30652|Is at the fold: the darkness drops again,
30652|And I know that the next dawn is born.
30652|And now, from out the darkness and the night,
30652|A voice I hear; and lo, the old earth
30652|Is dead with dust, and the second coming
30652|Is born upon the wings of the Holy Ghost.
30652|The First Advent hath come, and the Second;
30652|The Third Advent is here; and the Fourth
30652|Shall not be born till the time of thy death.
30652|Who sees these things, God's mystery,
30652|Is with a vision in the dark;
30652|He knows that He is with His child.
30652|In the face of darkness I have seen
30652|My God, and I have seen His Son;
30652|I have seen what comes at last;
30652|I have seen the end of the great world.
30652|The Master's voice hath spoken it,
30652|The Master's voice hath spoken it,
30652|The voice of the King is there;
30652|The King is with his child.
30652|He hath spoken and is with his child
30652|In the face of darkness and the night;
30652|He hath spoken and is with his child
30652|In the face of the wide world round.
30652|The Lord hath spoken it, the Master's voice,
30652|The Master's voice hath spoken it,
30652|The voice of the King is there;
30652|The King is with his child.
30652|He hath spoken and is with his child
30652|In the face of the long years;
30652|He hath spoken and is with his child
30652|In the great years that are to be.
30652|The Lord hath spoken it, the Master's voice,
30652|The Master's voice hath spoken
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30652|It is a poor man's cradle,
30652|With only its old cradle walls
30652|To keep it warm, and nothing else,
30652|Save only a grave to cradle-beetle-mark.
30652|And underneath the low-hung blue,
30652|The starlight dies like water;
30652|And the great sun sets as the dead moon sets,
30652|And the great winds go round and round;
30652|And the darkness falls, and the starlight falls,
30652|On the high hills of the sky.
30652|And the low wind rises up
30652|And moans like a soul of old,
30652|And the stars come out from the sea;
30652|And the great hill-gaps of the sky
30652|Are dark as a sea-shell.
30652|And all about the midnight hills
30652|The mists of the dawn are stirred;
30652|And the light that is like breath goes up
30652|And strikes the pale moon with fire;
30652|And the light that is like breath goes up
30652|And dances round the high hills of the sky.
30652|And the same old hour goes up
30652|And sings about the sky;
30652|And the same old hour goes up
30652|And makes of the sky a song.
30652|The same old sky grows grey and blue,
30652|The same old hour goes up
30652|And sings about the sky;
30652|And the same old hour goes up
30652|And moans like a soul of old.
30652|I heard a noise in the night,
30652|I saw a light in the dark,
30652|And I heard a woman's voice cry, "Alack, alack,
30652|That man is dead."
30652|And in the houses and in the lanes
30652|A pale-faced man went up and down,
30652|And the blue smoke of the cities came
30652|And choked and stung his ears.
30652|He said, "I am tired of the light,
30652|Of the noise, and the chatter, and the throng,
30652|Of the noise of men and
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30652|But as I come to Bethlehem,
30652|From that great night of old,
30652|In that mad stir of the world,
30652|Something is at hand to comfort me.
30652|The pines of Galilee
30652|Are for me the very churchyard.
30652|The altar is a little garden,
30652|The pews are just like any plain,
30652|The doors are the prayers of a calm
30652|The crucifix is a little child
30652|Wet with the sweat of the Passion.
30652|I am the pilgrim, and the gates
30652|Are the gates of the Holy City.
30652|The stone that is in the mortar,
30652|The flint that is in the flintstone,
30652|Are the eyes of the Lord.
30652|In the iron-weeds
30652|Of the sick man's hands
30652|The stone is the balsam of God,
30652|The flint is the balm of God.
30652|The Manasseh in the mortar
30652|Are the hands of God;
30652|The stone is the mouth of the Manasseh
30652|In the mortar of Fate.
30652|But the Manasseh are not dead,
30652|And the stone is not in the mortar,
30652|And the Manasseh are not over.
30652|For the iron is the stone,
30652|And the Manasseh are not over.
30652|The stone is but the mouth of Manasseh,
30652|The Manasseh are not over.
30652|In the mortar, in the mortar,
30652|Is the Manasseh, in the mortar,
30652|Who is not yet with us.
30652|O my God, how many, many years
30652|Have I been over.
30652|My heart has been but under water
30652|In the deep night.
30652|I have been the pilgrim,
30652|And my hands have been but twain
30652|In the grave of the Manasseh.
30652|The stone is but the mouth of a man
30652|In the mortar, in the mortar,
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30652|The mirth of men and the blitheness of maidens
30652|Have ceased; for not to-day, when the voice of the wind
30652|Makes all the forests of the world to sing,
30652|With music sweet as the music of a child,
30652|Is it not strange that I, the sea's child,
30652|On the beach of my own life's death-bed,
30652|Now wander in the sea-wind?
30652|The sea-wind! The sea-wind!
30652|He lures me to the rocks and the cedars
30652|Of the desert; and I follow his breath
30652|In the grey shining of the thunder-clouds
30652|To where the whirlpools break in foam and foam.
30652|The stars are the fluttering wings of the sea-bird;
30652|And the wind is the soul of me.
30652|Now they are gone,
30652|And now I know what was life,
30652|The spirit that was life.
30652|Now I have made a world of it,
30652|And there is no more room for it
30652|To grow; and the grey winds, that caught at it,
30652|Are gone; and the sea-wind is born.
30652|_His_ soul is a grey stone
30652|Struck by a great wind
30652|In a land of the sun and moon.
30652|What will it all end in,
30652|When I have told all
30652|In the mouths of men.
30652|_He speaks to the sea-wind._
30652|Dost thou not hear the words I speak?
30652|_He speaks to the sea-bird._
30652|Dost thou not hear the waves call,
30652|As I speak to them?
30652|_He speaks to the sky._
30652|_He speaks to the stars._
30652|_He speaks to the stars._
30652|And they are the words of my heart.
30652|_He speaks to the sea._
30652|_He speaks to the sea._
30652|_He speaks to the sea._
30652|
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30652|Then over the flints and the broken stones
30652|A voice wakes a vast, a voice that cries
30652|To the stars to stand up and carry
30652|The bricks from the ruins, and the bit from the pillar,
30652|And the cracked tomb where the dead child lies.
30652|And I know that the High Priest of the church
30652|Will wake from his sleep, and his voice shall come
30652|To the earth, and he shall find the broken stones
30652|Brick upon brick, and the broken man
30652|Pricked into the pillar of the church.
30652|I know a wind that goes like a knife
30652|And finds a stone and tears it open,
30652|And makes a little crack and then is gone,
30652|And the stone is not remembered.
30652|I know a wind that comes like a sledge
30652|Stolen out of the wind's own cradle,
30652|And leaves a laggard effort behind.
30652|And I know a wind that comes and goes
30652|To the great temple of Eternity
30652|And goes in and out and over the stones
30652|And leaves them all as they stand in the dust
30652|And goes the way of all men.
30652|The wind goes blowing up the hill
30652|And the wind goes flying down;
30652|And the wind goes like a needle-point
30652|Where the dead leaves are lying;
30652|And the wind goes over the larch-tree
30652|And the wind goes down the river
30652|And the wind goes into the bay;
30652|And the wind goes for ever where the red leaves
30652|Lift up their little hands to meet the sky,
30652|And the wind goes out of the land.
30652|The wind goes in the sky and the wind goes out
30652|of the sky;
30652|And the wind goes over the valley
30652|And the wind goes to the sea;
30652|And the wind goes in the windy places
30652|And the wind goes out of the valley;
30652|And the wind goes in the woody places
30652|And the wind goes
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30652|But you have seen the Red Banner floating
30652|O'er the bleak edge of the great wide sea,
30652|A flying shout, and then the banner's fly
30652|Was waving: and it came to pass
30652|That it was a dark cloud of some hundred men
30652|That came and went on the sea side,
30652|The sails were white with the snow, the ship was close
30652|And cold with the wind.
30652|There was not a sound in the ship,
30652|The ship was still, and she rocked
30652|As if a leaf would roll.
30652|The old-time watchman eyed them,
30652|And saw them go, and saw
30652|That in one hand there was a knapsack, and in
30652|The other a pistol.
30652|The ship rocked as if she was a baby
30652|And rocked as if she was a child,
30652|And all her sails seemed to say
30652|In a soft and wistful tone,
30652|"Weeping in the dark for her lost child,
30652|The Sea that was broken by the wind."
30652|The little ship rocked on the sea,
30652|The watchman swung the heavy lock,
30652|And all the low sea-tides rose
30652|And waded at her feet.
30652|The little ship rocked in the dark,
30652|The ship was sinking, sinking, sinking,
30652|And all night long she rocked,
30652|Until the watchman cried, "The night is done,
30652|The night is done," he cried.
30652|But all night long the ship rocked on the dark
30652|And never rocked an inch,
30652|For the watchman's eyes were always turning
30652|To the bright blue dark and the sea.
30652|And as the night grew long,
30652|And the ship sank deeper and deeper,
30652|And the stars seemed to grow higher,
30652|He came to the dark-blue dark-blue sea,
30652|And he saw the little ships go.
30652|They came to the dark,
30652|The little ships
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30652|An old man with a quivering beard
30652|Looked from the window of the inn.
30652|The wind blew up through the broken beam
30652|The white wind ruffled rags of snow
30652|And carried away the sunset flame
30652|And brought the black night to the snow.
30652|The old man's eyes were big with age,
30652|The eyes of the dead, who were then blind
30652|As a dead man's.
30652|"God! who would give the rosy light
30652|To see the dawn? and take the night
30652|Into the world with its tumult and roar,
30652|And with it the waste? God, what a thing!
30652|To see the sun, the sun, the sun!"
30652|"A good man, I say, and good to be,"
30652|The old man said, "for all the scorn
30652|God sendeth, but in us is good.
30652|I have seen the sun, the sun, the sun,
30652|But not the light that comes not again.
30652|There is no sun, nor any moon,
30652|Nor any shadow of the sky;
30652|But I have seen the earth, the earth, the earth,
30652|And the brown field, and the harvest-fields
30652|And the far-off ocean. Now the sun
30652|Is gone, and yet the earth grows green.
30652|I have seen the earth, the earth, the earth,
30652|But not the earth that grows anew.
30652|But now the sea rises on the grass
30652|And all the hills are strong, and the earth
30652|Shakes on the hill-tops like a dream
30652|And the sky grows clear as a glass.
30652|The sea is gone, the sea is gone;
30652|And the world is made anew; and we
30652|Who stood at the window are no more
30652|But grey men made of the dream of death."
30652|"No more the sea, no more the sea,"
30652|The old man answered: "as in a glass
30652|It seems as it would
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30652|Now it is come; and like a great white sea
30652|The land of sand and heather, in whose hollows
30652|The pale flocks move, all round about the lonely
30652|Lonely mountains of the desert, trembling
30652|With their own sorrow.
30652|The sea-winds moan;
30652|The soft gray sea-winds, moaning all day
30652|In lonelier loneliness than that rocking cradle,
30652|A child's cry in the wet night-time.
30652|O woman, woman, woman, have you not heard
30652|The wail of the sea-winds, crying in the night
30652|Even from the cradle?
30652|The sea-winds moan
30652|In a sad tune in the night, and are silent all
30652|The day long; but now they cry as the sea-winds
30652|Carry the manger from the churchyard.
30652|O woman, woman, woman, what did they say?
30652|It was the cry of the God of the sea
30652|That bade them bear the manger to the churchyard.
30652|Where is the child? Who bears it now?
30652|The cry of the God of the sea that bade them bear
30652|The manger from the churchyard.
30652|O woman, woman, woman, I can hear
30652|The starry voice of the night,
30652|From the sea-caves of the night,
30652|From the little starry night-keep
30652|That held the starry prison-wall.
30652|The voice of the starry night-keep,
30652|The starry night-keep,
30652|The starry prison-wall.
30652|The voice of the starry night-keep
30652|That held the starry prison-wall;
30652|The starry night-keep moans
30652|In a night-troubled tone;
30652|It moans in a long sigh of pain.
30652|O woman, woman, woman, I can see
30652|The starry prison-wall.
30652|The starry prison-
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30652|There's a time of night when men must wake;
30652|And a time of day when men must pray;
30652|There's a time of death, and a time of birth,
30652|And a time of life, and a time of love;
30652|There's a time of joy, and a time of grief,
30652|There's a voice of the dead, and a voice of the poor,
30652|And a time of rest, and a time of rest
30652|In the depths of the grave for the dead,
30652|And a time of rest for the living too.
30652|O sad time of the living!
30652|O sad time of sleep!
30652|And the great breath of sleep
30652|Is the breath of death.
30652|The night comes down and the light goes out
30652|On the grave where the dead lie.
30652|There's a time of night, and a time of day,
30652|And a time of life, and a time of love;
30652|There's a voice of the dead, and a voice of the poor,
30652|And a time of rest, and a time of rest
30652|In the depths of the grave for the dead,
30652|And a time of rest for the living too.
30652|I sing of the loveliness of a flower
30652|That bursts from the earth like a flower;
30652|A flower of a beautiful gift,
30652|A beauty that tears the air,
30652|A fragrance, a grace, a grace
30652|That tears the air.
30652|A flower of a beautiful gift
30652|That tears the air.
30652|A flower of a beautiful gift
30652|That tears the air.
30652|A flower of a beautiful gift
30652|That tears the air.
30652|O, love that is a song!
30652|O, love that is a song!
30652|O, love that is a song!
30652|For a star is a song,
30652|And a rose is a song,
30652|And a breath is a song,
30652|And a star.
30652|_A song
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30652|With aching eyes I sit and wait,
30652|And a faint feeling comes of the dawn
30652|And the twilight silent and sere.
30652|The lizards glimmer in the dawn,
30652|The timorous frogs are still,
30652|The moon looks like a great wet corpse
30652|At the dawning of the day.
30652|I hear the knells of the bells
30652|And the wind in the empty air,
30652|And the full voice of the Mayor
30652|In the empty street.
30652|I hear the first ray of light
30652|That ever was seen;
30652|The way of the morning wind,
30652|It whistles and pipes,
30652|And in the beautiful eyes
30652|Of the unborn city
30652|It seems to say, "I wait."
30652|The way of the morning wind,
30652|It bares my bare feet,
30652|And makes the heart-strings shake
30652|As I walk the street.
30652|The way of the morning wind,
30652|It brings me tears and sighs,
30652|And kisses on my lips,
30652|And smiles at my face.
30652|The way of the morning wind,
30652|It brings the breath of the flower,
30652|And makes my body fold
30652|The threshold, like a flower,
30652|As I walk the street.
30652|I have not sleep for a long while;
30652|I have not rest for a long while.
30652|I am tired of the way of it,
30652|Of the rocking cradle and the rocking man;
30652|And I sit by the lonely sea-shore
30652|And think of the dark green sea and the light.
30652|I have not sleep for a long while;
30652|I have not rest for a long while.
30652|The way of it is weary,
30652|And the night is weary,
30652|And the day is weary,
30652|And the earth is weary,
30652|And the sky is weary,
30652|And the winds are weary,
30652|And the waters
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30652|The rock-bound Crin is mad with night; the nave
30652|Is black as the noon; the lutes are silent;
30652|The sleep-house's cumbrous wains are gone.
30652|The red sun flickers through the dusk: the night
30652|Breaks up and falls like a broken thing,
30652|Hurtled by the winds; the streams and hills
30652|Lift white arms in joy; the winds have broken
30652|The last thick cloud, and the last hand, too,
30652|Is broken and cries its last good-bye.
30652|And you, my lady, the last good-bye,
30652|That flamed like a sun-burnt lily in the West
30652|To greet the Lord in his strong arms, is here;
30652|And the lightning-clothed human child, who last
30652|Scattered its wings, is broken in the cradle.
30652|_The power of the stars is in your hand:_
30652|_The strength of the stars is in your hand:_
30652|_The wisdom of the stars is in your hand;_
30652|_The grace of the stars is in your hand:_
30652|_And the light of the stars is in your hand:_
30652|_Let the stars rejoice, and the stars be glad._
30652|_You are the joy of the stars:_
30652|_You are the pride of the stars:_
30652|_You are the solace of the stars:_
30652|_You are the hope of the stars:_
30652|_You are the lord of the stars:_
30652|_You are the king of the stars:_
30652|_You are the lord of the stars:_
30652|_You are the joy of the stars:_
30652|_You are the king of the stars:_
30652|_You are the king of the stars:_
30652|_You are the lord of the stars:_
30652|_You are the lord of the stars:_
30652|_You are the lord of the stars:_
30652|_You are the lord of the stars
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30652|It is the time when the dead year awakes,
30652|And the dead year lies in its golden mould
30652|Withering and crumbling;
30652|When the wind from the mountains wakens
30652|The faded auroras;
30652|When the wood-fire haunts the empty house
30652|And the fire-light feebly gleams athwart the windows
30652|On the mouldering houses of the dead.
30652|The year is rising, it is the time
30652|When the dead year wakes, and the old year sleeps.
30652|For it is the time when the dead year dies.
30652|It is the time when the dead year awakens
30652|And the dead year lies in its golden mould
30652|Withering and crumbling.
30652|The seasons do not wake the old year
30652|That lies in its golden mould in the grave
30652|And opens its heart to the age to come.
30652|Yet the season that wakes and awakens
30652|And awakens, in spite of the death-angel,
30652|Is the season that had the great heart,
30652|The spring-time, the flower-time, the autumn-time,
30652|And the winter-time, the burning time.
30652|It is the time when the dead year awakeeth
30652|And grieves with the world to its own dawning,
30652|And, like a blind man, sits like an outcast,
30652|And the season that wakes and awakens
30652|Is the season that had the great heart.
30652|It is the time when the dead year wakes
30652|And dies in the sadness of its longing
30652|For the days that are to come.
30652|The snow in the windy forest
30652|Has taken a form of gloomy grey;
30652|But the storm-wind's singing word
30652|Has turned its grey into gold.
30652|O dear, beloved, trusting heart,
30652|Was it a dream that you dreamed all day
30652|Of your dear father's lonely path,
30652|And of his fireside lone and cold?
30652|Was it a dream that you saw
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30652|A noise of great wings in the desert roused me
30652|As with a roar I rose from my broken sleep;
30652|For I heard a voice that cried, "O slouches of men!
30652|"Gods of the earth, O father and mother of the earth!
30652|"Make me a little like unto thee, O father,
30652|A little as a babe, and I shall be as God,
30652|And thou shalt have a child by thee.
30652|"Lift up thy heart unto me, O Father of men,
30652|And do not hide thy face in the desert desert;
30652|And hide thyself from me, and seek not to be,
30652|And I shall bruise thee, and slay thee, and tear thee,
30652|Till thou shalt never know the sun nor the sky."
30652|It was the voice of the impious Magi:
30652|"If thou couldst speak, I might give thee a name;
30652|I have a little child, I have an orphan child,
30652|And I will leave him a little while in a manger,
30652|And sing to him a hymn before he goes to sleep.
30652|"The little child shall be named him, and he shall be
30652|The King of the Magi; and he shall have a crown
30652|For a very light of his crown of horn and of bone,
30652|And for a pillar of strength for his head."
30652|So I heard the Magi, till my heart began to break,
30652|And I knew that I had been wrong to trust my heart
30652|With the wicked spirits.
30652|So I took the little child on my bosom,
30652|And kissed him and said, "I will sing to you now."
30652|I sang of love, and of beauty, and of the light;
30652|I sang of the god of the chase, and the bird of the air;
30652|And the King of the Magi said: "Listen, my child,
30652|Your songs are good, but I hear you over there
30652|Singing among the stones, in the desert, far away."
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30652|The Child that is born of the cradle shakes
30652|His small long wings, and then he stands still.
30652|The little winged Child with gentle face
30652|Is shaking too, and then he stops.
30652|The cradle shakes, and then it stops.
30652|The little winged Child with silver hair
30652|Is shaking too, and then it stops.
30652|The foaming ocean sighs, and shakes, and stops,
30652|And the white moon, like a queen, is sitting there.
30652|Then has it stopped, but the rocking cradle
30652|Has not, and then the cradle's shaking too.
30652|The cradle shakes, and then it stops.
30652|The rocking cradle has not, and then the light
30652|Is wandering on the yellow sand.
30652|And then the cradle has stopped, but the world
30652|Is lying in a woollen bed,
30652|And the red sun lies upon the yellow sand
30652|That lies upon the yellow sand.
30652|I have no pleasure but to hear the cry
30652|Of the red sun on the yellow sand.
30652|I can hear it shake, and then it sleeps again
30652|In the black cradle of the sun.
30652|I have no joy but to hear the cry
30652|Of the red sun on the yellow sand.
30652|I can see it shine, and then it goes away
30652|Through the high heavens of the sun.
30652|I have no sorrow, for I have not sinned,
30652|And I am not born again to die;
30652|But I dream of the red sun on the yellow sand,
30652|And I lie down to die.
30652|I can see no more the sun, and hear
30652|The low long rustling of the night;
30652|The wind is over me, and it makes
30652|A harsh, wild moaning in my hair.
30652|And the cold rain is falling all about,
30652|And the long, hard shingle dances.
30652|I can hear the sobbing wind in my ears
30652|And the sobbing wind in my eyes;
30652|
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30652|Beholding the darkness, it said "the earth is clean;
30652|You, women, are not clean;
30652|The saints of the earth are not saints of the earth,
30652|Who walk a path with a spirit, but without
30652|The covering that doth hide the soul in the breast
30652|Of the darkness. You are sick. The sun must shine
30652|To you, you, and the earth. Now make answer then
30652|To the questions of the darkness. You are sick."
30652|The earth is clean, and I have found it, and the saints
30652|Are out of the earth, and yet the darkness is
30652|Clear, and the wind blows round it, and the sun
30652|Cries on the empty air. The soul, it is well,
30652|It is in the light, and is glad, and is glad
30652|That I have found it, and that still I can
30652|Wander in it, and look back on the days
30652|Before the waking world.
30652|Oh, in the light
30652|Is it not well,
30652|That I have found it?
30652|The light, the light,
30652|The light! The light that blows about in the wind
30652|And about in the sea and the air, the light
30652|That the soul shall see by and by, the light
30652|That shall show the land and the sea and the sea,
30652|And all that is in the sky and the earth!
30652|The light that is bright as the sun that is golden
30652|With the starry light of the Great Big Sea
30652|That is moving as the wind of the night,
30652|That is the light of the world.
30652|Oh, in the night
30652|It is well!
30652|The light that is dark as the night when the soul
30652|Is in the night and is sick, and sicker
30652|For a world without, when it is full of dreams
30652|And dreams of the light and the soul's desire,
30652|Is the light of the world.
30652|The light that is clear as a
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30652|The twilight flees from the old graves,
30652|The little stars weep.
30652|The day is a little child,
30652|The night a little star;
30652|The grave a little child,
30652|And the grave a little star.
30652|The twilight flees from the old graves,
30652|The little stars weep.
30652|The old man's brow was bound with sorrow,
30652|His hand was on his brow,
30652|He would not look on the stars,
30652|He would not look on the stars.
30652|The night is a little child,
30652|The grave is a little child;
30652|The grave a little child,
30652|And the grave a little child.
30652|The twilight flees from the old graves,
30652|The little stars weep.
30652|The old man's hand is on his brow,
30652|The old man's eyes are sad,
30652|He is listening for the cry of a woman,
30652|He is listening for the cry of a woman.
30652|He heard it, and he knew that it was not death,
30652|For it was the sound of a voice and a prayer,
30652|And he could feel the bright lips of a sister
30652|In his own: the old man's soul was with her.
30652|The night is a little child,
30652|The grave is a little child;
30652|The grave a little child,
30652|And the grave a little child.
30652|The twilight flees from the old graves,
30652|The little stars weep.
30652|A little child, a little child,
30652|A little child in the grave,
30652|Who heard the voice and did not speak?
30652|And who was it said, "She is not dead"?
30652|O little child in the grave! O little child,
30652|A little child in the grave!
30652|O little child in the grave!
30652|A little child I think I hear
30652|Come from the places where the dead are sleeping.
30652|It is so lonely, so lone, so cold,

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30652|And where the great river, the Nile, comes down,
30652|And the great Nile river flows up and down,
30652|And the great river, the Nile, is steep and deep,
30652|And the great Nile river swings over the sand
30652|And shakes its mane with a wild grimace
30652|That is neither sorrowful nor glad,
30652|And the great river, the Nile, is broken in twain
30652|And the river that flows over the sand
30652|Is called the Nile that flows, and the great river,
30652|The Nile, that flows.
30652|There is a mountain, and above it, as the sea,
30652|A height: a stillness: and the sky is high, and blue,
30652|And deep, and cloudless; and the mountains, as the sea,
30652|Are black with the deep things that no eyes can see.
30652|And the mountains are grey as a grave:
30652|And the waters are as still as the graves of men
30652|And the mountain waters look down on the deep things
30652|That no eyes see.
30652|And in the vastness as in the glory of the sky,
30652|There is no sorrow, no grief, no sorrowful dreaming;
30652|And the mountains are as bleak as the graves of men
30652|And the sea as still as the sea;
30652|And the mountains are grey as a grave
30652|And the sea as dark as a grave.
30652|And the mountains and the sea
30652|Are a white silence, and the sky is a white light:
30652|And the mountain clouds, that roll so high, are the last;
30652|And the sea is a white light of death
30652|And the sea is a white light.
30652|And there are white things moving in the air
30652|As the clouds move in their darkness,
30652|Like the flying feet of gods
30652|That have passed from the heavens.
30652|And the mountains are a silence, and the sky is a cloud
30652|That wraps a grave; and the sea is a darkness,
30652|And the clouds are a grave.
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30652|And where is that trembling thing? I cannot tell,
30652|But there is something in the night that seems
30652|Like a great bell that peals at death in vain
30652|Among the gray rocks of the desert lands.
30652|It is the rosy dawn, and lo! the hand of the Lord
30652|Lies at my door. I am the son of a king:
30652|I do not know it for the dour fatherless
30652|That strove in the desert, I know it is God.
30652|A great red sun, like a spear-head of gold,
30652|Is whirled over the sand and the sands of the earth;
30652|And like a great great bell there is no voice
30652|In the wide emptiness of that soundless sea,
30652|But a deep and sounding sea. And in the sky
30652|The hazy sky, like a bell with a great sound
30652|And a great great bell, the sun is ringing,
30652|But in the sea the sea-gulls peal again.
30652|There is no sound in the desert lands,
30652|But the heart of a man who is weary of sleep.
30652|The great red sun is hung like a sign
30652|In the great red sun, and all the air
30652|Is filled with a soundless sound that seems
30652|Like a great bell that peals at death in vain
30652|Among the gray rocks of the desert lands.
30652|I am weary of life;
30652|I am weary of all things;
30652|All the mist and the silence,
30652|All the drowsiness and darkness,
30652|The weariness and the pain.
30652|I am weary of all things,
30652|I am weary of sleep;
30652|Of sleep and of joy,
30652|Of sleep and of sorrow;
30652|Of sleep and of sadness,
30652|And weariness and pain.
30652|All day I have heard the noise
30652|Of the sea and the sky,
30652|And all day long I have been
30652|A slave to dull forgetfulness;
30652|And
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30652|I know the hideous thunder-clap
30652|Has rolled among the falling wood,
30652|And the last bolt that the tempest split
30652|Has burst on the sleeping babe;
30652|And that last blast of the earthquake
30652|Has shaken the earth to its core;
30652|And the last sheet of the rain has caught
30652|A trembling hand and tossed it down,
30652|And soiled it with the bloody blood of
30652|The cowering child it held in its claws.
30652|Oh, I know the sea is shaken
30652|And the trees that over it dream,
30652|And the waters that have kissed the babe
30652|Have heard and gone mad with fear.
30652|The sea is shaken and the trees
30652|Are writhing, and the rivers shout
30652|Beyond the reach of their mighty
30652|Innumerable channels;
30652|But the child, the babe that the earthquake
30652|Has shaken, is out of its cradle.
30652|No more the great sea breaks and shakes
30652|The earth; but it is nought at all.
30652|The babe is out of the cradle
30652|And stands in the woods forlorn.
30652|It has no children; and all night long
30652|It slouches, with the breath of the wind
30652|On its hair and the breath of the sea
30652|On its shins and the blood of its limbs.
30652|The wind has no children; and all night long
30652|The sea has no children; and all night long
30652|The storm has no children; and all night long
30652|The rain has no children; and all night long
30652|The mist has no children; and all night long
30652|The snow has no children.
30652|There is no dawn, for the dawn is nought;
30652|The day is dead; the day is dead;
30652|The night is a-cold; the mist has no breath;
30652|The sea is a-cold; the rain has no breath;
30652|The leaves are a-cold; the snow is a-cold;
30652|And
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30652|The great Man, the ruler of the world
30652|From head to foot, with soul like a big plough
30652|And the great hand of a man in the east,
30652|Slouches and moans, and the end of his age
30652|Comes when he was old and great with God,
30652|And the Old Man sees the young man's land,
30652|And the land is changed; and the Old Man's eyes
30652|Are opened to the eyes of the young man's land,
30652|And the Old Man sees and he turns and he knows,
30652|The land of the First Coming is under his feet.
30652|From the dawn of the world to the dawn of time
30652|The good King of the world has given his word
30652|That the full measure of life shall be sown
30652|In the hearts of men and the wide earth and the sea.
30652|The good King of the world has given his word
30652|That the full measure of life shall be sown
30652|In the hearts of men and the wide earth and the sea.
30652|He hath sent his heralds, the swift of flight,
30652|To all the countries of the earth and the sea,
30652|To the lords of men and the lords of the sea,
30652|And all their lordships and their abbots they meet
30652|In the valley of the great sea. They take
30652|The good King of the world in their midst and they shake
30652|His hallowed crown in the midst of the sea.
30652|They set their faces to the life and death
30652|Of the King of the wide earth, and the good King
30652|Gives back His ancient kingdom to the wide earth.
30652|They gather and gather, the good King
30652|Of the wide earth, and, with hands uplifted,
30652|They bear Him on their shoulders and they bear
30652|The King of the wide earth on their shoulders.
30652|They turn and they turn in the evening skies,
30652|With their eyes like the eyes of the stars,
30652|And the voice of the young sea they cry to the sea
30652|
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30652|But wherefore all this fear?
30652|Why all this writhing, wriggling, slumberous groaning,
30652|Why all this moaning, moaning, death-cry?
30652|Thy riddle, Jesus, riddle!
30652|Thou fount of all that's good and fair,
30652|Thou tomb of all that's good and fair,
30652|Thou riddle, Jesus, riddle!
30652|I do not know thy riddle,
30652|I only know that I will rise and go
30652|And leave thy crannies all in thy defence,
30652|To lie and crumble, and be forgot
30652|As an idle shadow, and so pass on
30652|To the shades of other things.
30652|And all the birds that sing and brood
30652|With all their thousand lips shall lie
30652|As in a jar on thy crannies,
30652|And all thy crannies shall be blown apart.
30652|And in the mists of last night
30652|Shall shine thy crannies,
30652|As in the sunlight of morning.
30652|And all the stars of all the sky
30652|Shall shine thy crannies
30652|As in a mirror on thy crannies.
30652|And all the sun shall shine thy crannies
30652|As in a glass, as if it were a glass,
30652|On whose disc there shall be no shadow on
30652|Till it be hurled into the air.
30652|And the moon shall shine thy crannies
30652|As in a glass as if it were a glass,
30652|Shall be its own colour, and shall have
30652|No shadow on till the hour of doom.
30652|And the lightning shall shine thy crannies
30652|As if it were a glass as black as night,
30652|Shall be reflected in thy crannies
30652|As the lightning in the glass is gone.
30652|And the rain shall shine thy crannies
30652|As if it were a glass of silver cold,
30652|Shall be reflected from thy crannies
30652
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30652|This rocking cradle I knew, and knew its purpose;
30652|Its stones were not of earth, but of wind;
30652|And I know that the Third Coming's rocking cradle
30652|Will be of wind and stones, and I will sleep.
30652|The Lord is the Lord; and the Lord is my friend;
30652|I have seen men in the night
30652|Who were not there, and yet had heard His voice
30652|Loudly in the last watch of the world;
30652|And I have heard the dew on the grasshoppers
30652|And the song of the birds.
30652|The Lord is my friend. He is God, and He says:
30652|"The grasshopper sings, and the birds sing,
30652|And the sun goes round, and the world's a great blue
30652|World."
30652|The Lord is my friend. The things are all gone;
30652|I have seen the grass grow grey;
30652|I have seen the world grow old;
30652|I have seen it sink into a dreary rut
30652|Of stone and sand.
30652|The Lord is my friend. The grass grows old;
30652|The grass is not my friend;
30652|The sun goes round, and the world's a great blue
30652|World; and the world's a terrible blue;
30652|And a certain sun is not.
30652|The Lord is my friend. I have seen the sun go round,
30652|And I have heard a certain bird;
30652|And I have heard it say:
30652|"I love you, you grass, and the birds and the sky,
30652|And the world's a long long world."
30652|The Lord is my friend. And the sky is a blue sky,
30652|And the grass is not my friend;
30652|And the sun goes round, and the world's a great blue
30652|World; and I am afraid of the sun.
30652|The Lord is my friend. He has said: "The sky is a blue sky."
30652|And the grass is not my friend;
30652|And the sun goes round, and
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30652|Meseems the traveller's journey of the world
30652|Is full of such, and the world of men.
30652|It is not so, I am sick at heart
30652|Of all my centuries of loathly hate,
30652|Of all my centuries of stony grief;
30652|And now I am sick at heart of all
30652|The years of gloom, the centuries of woe,
30652|I have not loved; and I, sick at heart,
30652|Am sick at heart of all the years that have gone by
30652|That have not been forgotten.
30652|Ah, though the blood of my heart is cold,
30652|Ah though the cold blood of my heart is cold,
30652|Though the way of my heart is black,
30652|And the cold blood of my heart is black,
30652|Yet I will follow after to the end
30652|With a whisper of a memory,
30652|And my heart will follow after to the end
30652|With a whisper of a memory.
30652|In my life my heart is like a wine,
30652|And when I have drunk I am content;
30652|And when I have drunk I am full of bliss
30652|But the passion of my heart is dead.
30652|Ah, then I will follow after
30652|With a whisper of a memory;
30652|And my heart will follow after with a whisper of a memory.
30652|When you come to me, my love,
30652|In the great and endless night,
30652|I will lay my heart at your feet
30652|And fold it close in yours,
30652|And then, O God, turn and bless
30652|Thee, my love, for I am blind!
30652|In the great and endless night,
30652|In the shadow of the Lord,
30652|I will think of you and think of you
30652|In my heart and in my sight.
30652|I will dream of you and see
30652|The love that is not manifold;
30652|And in the darkness of my sight
30652|I will gaze upon your face.
30652|For the night is great and
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30652|Why should I walk in the shadow and not sing?
30652|I have a king I love, and a crown I prize,
30652|And I have done with the fashion of my rhymes,
30652|And I have gone in the darkness to the light.
30652|Where the plain flowers of the summer lie,
30652|The flowers of old times,
30652|And I am glad that flowers of old times
30652|Are dead and gone,
30652|For these shall never die and go
30652|In the dark of death.
30652|Where the long hills of the summer lie,
30652|The hills of old times;
30652|And I shall never die nor see
30652|These hills again,
30652|For these shall never die and go
30652|In the dark of death.
30652|Where the green highlands lie,
30652|The green highlands of old;
30652|And the fair fields of the summer
30652|Shall never die and die,
30652|For these shall never die and go
30652|In the dark of death.
30652|And the white old rivers lie
30652|In the dark of the deep;
30652|And I shall never die nor see
30652|These rivers again,
30652|For these shall never die and go
30652|In the dark of death.
30652|Oh, the darkness of the night,
30652|When the stormy winds go by;
30652|When the white night grows red in the sky,
30652|And the stormy wind goes by;
30652|Oh, the darkness of the night,
30652|When the stars go down in the dark;
30652|When the dark night comes o'er me
30652|And the stars come o'er me.
30652|I saw the great moon rise,
30652|I saw the stars go down in the sky,
30652|The wind went by and the stars came on.
30652|I saw the white clouds go by,
30652|The clouds came on and the wind came on;
30652|I saw the pale moon rise
30652|And the pale stars go down in the sky.
30652|I
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30652|Yes, there is one at hand; but what is it?
30652|The naked stars of heaven that seem so far away,
30652|The stars of heaven that are wan and grey,
30652|The whole sky still, the sky of psalms, the sky of bells,
30652|The sky of blood, the sky of souls that kneel in prayer,
30652|The sky of visions of the night that come to birth?
30652|There is one at hand, but what is it?
30652|The sea is grey about the shore;
30652|The red drops of the sea have come,
30652|The sea is grey about the shore,
30652|The sky is grey above the sky;
30652|The stars are lost in the heavens far,
30652|The sky is grey about the shore,
30652|The sea is grey about the shore;
30652|The stars are lying on the sea-sand,
30652|The sea is grey about the shore,
30652|The sea is gray about the shore;
30652|The stars lie on the sea-shore,
30652|The sea is grey about the shore;
30652|The stars are lying on the sea-sand,
30652|The sea is grey about the shore;
30652|The moon lies on the sea-sand,
30652|The sea is grey about the shore;
30652|The moon is grey about the shore.
30652|The stars lie on the sea-sand,
30652|The sky is grey above the sky,
30652|The sky is grey above the sea,
30652|And the sea is grey about the shore,
30652|And there's one at hand, but not at rest,
30652|A sky that's grey above the sea,
30652|A sea that's grey about the shore,
30652|A sky that's grey about the shore;
30652|A sea that's grey about the shore,
30652|A sky that's grey about the shore,
30652|A dream that's come to the grave,
30652|A dream that's come to the grave.
30652|The stars lie on the sea-sand;
30652|The sky is grey about the shore,

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30652|Beside the well where the wells of gold
30652|Came up through the iron night of the years,
30652|In the good time of the goodly kings,
30652|There were men born.
30652|The little fields that round about them lay
30652|Were peopled with men, for the kings knew well
30652|The power of the wind and the power of the rain.
30652|And they went to their beds, and the kings rose,
30652|And they went to their lives, and the kings rose and left
30652|The little fields to be born.
30652|Out of the things of the things, out of the things,
30652|Out of the things,--the wind in the red-brick towers
30652|Tossed the old stone, and the kings cried to the gods:
30652|_'Lo, we have made a new thing of thee!
30652|Let it be light, let it be life, let it be death,
30652|But we have made thee the thing we call death,
30652|And we have made the death we call light,
30652|And we have bound it to a thing of death
30652|With a fetter of things, and a fetter of death,
30652|And a fetter of wind.'_
30652|And the gods laughed and answered them:
30652|_'Why, nothing is new; and nothing is strange
30652|But the dark thing that under the sun's eye lies
30652|Awaits the day when the red sun sets,
30652|And a man's hands bind the fetter of death
30652|With the fetter of things.
30652|'It was the King of the mighty kings,
30652|And the King of the things that are not things,
30652|The King of the things that are not men,
30652|Slouching in the light and the shadow of death,
30652|Crouched in the darkness of night,
30652|Slouching in the dark.
30652|'It was the man with the lion's mane
30652|That went to the West, and the king's son crouched
30652|Underneath the light of the
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30652|The world is waking again; but I,
30652|Alone in the sand, hear the world's mirth;
30652|I hear a mocking laugh, that at my feet
30652|Beside me flings a joke.
30652|Alone in the desert;
30652|And all the air is full of dust and sand,
30652|And all the stars are dull with weariness.
30652|The dawn's hot breath is in my nostrils;
30652|The sand and dust melt into the sun,
30652|But I am weary with my desert dreams.
30652|The sun is cold in the west; the world is bare,
30652|Bare of the desert, and the stars are waxen;
30652|The wind is strong and breaks in my bosom;
30652|I am a prisoner of the moon.
30652|But the moon's hot breath
30652|Is in my nostrils;
30652|The world is weary;
30652|And my heart is weary
30652|Of the desert.
30652|The sand is full of dust and sand,
30652|The stars are waxen,
30652|And all the stars are waxen
30652|And all the moon's breath
30652|Is in my heart.
30652|When I was very young,
30652|I was always happy,
30652|For I never had a care.
30652|And that's the reason now
30652|I'm happy, for I never had a care.
30652|The water lily's
30652|Scent is of the morning;
30652|The water lily's
30652|Scent is of the morning.
30652|When I was very young,
30652|I was always happy,
30652|For I never had a care.
30652|And that's the reason now
30652|I'm happy, for I never had a care.
30652|And that's the reason now
30652|I'm happy, for I never had a care.
30652|I'm weary of the night,
30652|And I'm weary of the day,
30652|And I wish I were as old as you.
30652|
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30652|_The Coming of the Sea._ From the midst of the deep
30652|The trumpet of the sun goes pealing
30652|And the great moon rises over the sea.
30652|The young moon on her silver pinions
30652|Watches the starry columned isles of foam
30652|And sails that stretch out on the vast horizon.
30652|The leaves of the forest are wet with dew
30652|And little trails of mist are on the shores.
30652|The little ships are sailing on the billows
30652|And the little ships are steering to the west.
30652|The light is gathering; the little ships are faint;
30652|The little ships are floundering in the sea.
30652|The grass is being grafted to the stony
30652|And the dusky rims of the sky are cleft.
30652|The little ships are growing larger;
30652|The little ships are growing more and larger.
30652|And the little ships are turning their bows
30652|Like a shepherd's crook in the smooth salt sea.
30652|The white sea is gathering round the ships,
30652|And the white sea is gathering round the land.
30652|The little ships are ploughing the ocean,
30652|The little ships are ploughing the land.
30652|The white ship with its great deep trough of sand
30652|Is the only thing of all the world between.
30652|The white ship with its great deep trough of sand
30652|Is the only thing of all the world between.
30652|The white ship with its great deep trough of sand
30652|Is the only thing of all the world between.
30652|Away the great ships go; and the white ships leave
30652|A sea of hollow white for the black ships to cross.
30652|The white ships are the shapes of little flies
30652|That go crawling up the walls of the lonely dark.
30652|The little ships are the shapes of little stars
30652|That go sailing out to the hollow blue.
30652|The white ships are the shapes of little whales,
30652|Whose oozy mouths are filled with the salty foam.
30652|And the
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30652|And over the darkness the cradling winds
30652|Play the six preludes of the human voice;
30652|The wind from the south, the wind from the east,
30652|The wind from the west, and the wind from the north,
30652|The wind from the north, and all the wind
30652|Of all the wind of the desert; and ever
30652|The rocking cradle, with a heart of gold,
30652|Reels under the raking wing.
30652|There is a hill,
30652|And up it comes
30652|Into the east;
30652|And over the hill,
30652|And over the hill,
30652|And over the hill,
30652|And up it goes,
30652|And down it goes,
30652|And down it goes,
30652|And down it goes,
30652|And down it goes,
30652|And down it goes,
30652|And in it comes
30652|The sunlight;
30652|The sunlight!
30652|Oh, that's the truth!
30652|For the hills of the First Golden Age
30652|Were the hills of the Second Golden Age,
30652|And the hills of the Third Golden Age
30652|Were the hills of the Fourth Golden Age.
30652|The sun came up in the east
30652|And over the hills,
30652|And over the hills,
30652|And over the hills,
30652|And over the hills,
30652|And over the hills.
30652|And the sun came in on the east
30652|And over the hills;
30652|And the sun came in on the east
30652|And over the hills.
30652|And the sun came in on the north
30652|And under the hill;
30652|And the sun came in on the north
30652|And under the hill.
30652|And the sun came in on the west
30652|And over the hills;
30652|And the sun came in on the west
30652|And over the hills.
30652|And the sun came in on the north
30652|And under the north;
30652|And
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30652|With that the mists are pushed away, and I see
30652|The entrance to the Orient; and a white
30652|And golden light, like that which glows upon
30652|The brink of day in a little child's eyes,
30652|Lights the low plain. I see the ancient city
30652|And the great woods, and the little river's flow
30652|Folding it in its ancient tenement,
30652|And the tall towers and the cloisters of the town
30652|All glimmering like the eyes of angels.
30652|Then, as a bridge of starlight, over the road
30652|The Eastern Gate opens, and I see
30652|The painted banners, and the plain of the hill
30652|Above them. I see the stars come down,
30652|And the gray-green smoke, like the clear vapour of grass
30652|In the dark night. And I hear the voices
30652|Of the men in the inn, and the laughter of them
30652|With voices like the leaves and shadows
30652|Of the night-moths.
30652|And I hear their voices
30652|As they tell the tale of the stars.
30652|I have seen the star-beams,
30652|And the stars above them,
30652|And the stars about them,
30652|And the shadow of the stars,
30652|And the black shadows;
30652|And I have heard them all,
30652|And know the names of all the stars,
30652|And the voices of the stars.
30652|I have heard the moaning of the waves,
30652|And the singing of the winds,
30652|And the thrills of the thunder,
30652|And the lightnings of the thunder,
30652|And the thunders of the thunder;
30652|And the lightning of the thunder;
30652|And the wind of the thunder;
30652|And the moan of the thunder;
30652|And the wild moan of the waters
30652|And the moaning of the waters,
30652|And the wail of the waters;
30652|And I know all the names of all the waters,
30652|And
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30652|I think that my heart has a God in it,
30652|And that, God knows, it is not well to be
30652|Without His wisdom, but I am not sure
30652|If it will find it in the end.
30652|_What is it in the wind that wakes you,
30652|And you walk out of it and wander on
30652|Into the light that lies beyond?_
30652|_And what is it that you see and hear
30652|That makes you go over the hedges away,
30652|From the noise of the wind and the leaves and the rain?
30652|The wind is strong and the wind is gray
30652|And the leaves are wet and the rain is loud
30652|And you have nothing to do.
30652|_And what is it that you see and hear
30652|That makes you go over the hedges away
30652|From the noise of the wind and the leaves and the rain?
30652|The wind is old and the wind is old
30652|And the sea is strong and the sea is old
30652|And you have nothing to do.
30652|_And what is it that you see and hear
30652|That makes you go over the hedges away
30652|From the noise of the wind and the leaves and the rain?_
30652|The sky is open and the land is free,
30652|And I am weary of the wind and the rain
30652|And of all the noise of men that call
30652|And shake the houses into ruin.
30652|The sky is black, and the land is green,
30652|And the sea is quiet and the rain is loud
30652|And you have nothing to do.
30652|_What is it that you see and hear
30652|That makes you go over the hedges away,
30652|From the noise of the wind and the leaves and the rain?_
30652|The sky is blue and the sea is brown,
30652|And I have seen a living thing more fair
30652|Than any thing that you have seen or heard;
30652|And I have heard a bird sing for its sake
30652|A song as soft as any bird's
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30652|I know a little garden where there is a House,
30652|And a Temple and a lotus-heaped pool,
30652|And a bright little field that's just wide enough
30652|For a bare white fence to set against it,
30652|And the long grass of the fields, the lilies and the bees,
30652|And the churning of the milk-white eggs.
30652|A bare white fence, and all about it are grasses
30652|And hedges, and a well, and a few corn stalks,
30652|And a row of gables with a door across it,
30652|And a white handpost on the other side.
30652|And there is a hush of birds and a hush of beasts,
30652|And a silence of all things that are human;
30652|A great peace falls over me and I know
30652|That somewhere over the hush is a dream;
30652|The hush is like that of the hound's heart,
30652|That keeps the thought of things that are gone.
30652|The hush is a little space; but there
30652|Is a hush of something that was done.
30652|The hush is broken by the word of a child,
30652|And the hush is broken by a word of pain;
30652|And when the hush is broken by a child
30652|It is like the hush that is broken by a thought.
30652|Now look how the hush is broken by the word
30652|Of a child that I know;
30652|For all the hush that is broken by a word
30652|Is broken by the thought of something gone.
30652|And all the hush that is broken by a thought
30652|Is broken by the soul of the hound's heart.
30652|To sleep was to be buried,
30652|To go to sleep was to be blest;
30652|And to sleep was the death of pain,
30652|And to sleep was the birth of rest.
30652|But, to sleep, is birth of rest,
30652|And birth of sleep is the sleep of God;
30652|For the soul of the
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30652|But I would live in light and air
30652|For all the trouble and all the pain,
30652|And so I give myself up to you,
30652|For all the glory and all the pain.
30652|O love that lives and loves, O love that weeps,
30652|O love that is the bride and that is the bridegroom,
30652|The years are like weary nights.
30652|Let us make a merry bed
30652|For the wild nights when we wake,
30652|And sleep like children through
30652|The long, long nights;
30652|And hear the laughing winds
30652|And the laughing winds that blow
30652|Round the little ships that go
30652|Out of the long-sailing seas.
30652|But what is the darkness of the night,
30652|O love that liveth well?
30652|It is a great stone house
30652|Made like a little church
30652|Where the lights go out
30652|And the voices go by,
30652|And the shadows come to me
30652|And my spirit lies alone
30652|And its great sorrow goes
30652|Underneath the moon.
30652|Now when the night is done
30652|And the bells and the cocks caw
30652|They call again,
30652|I rise and go
30652|Underneath the moon.
30652|The stars come out on high
30652|In the sea of blue;
30652|Their hands are like little fingers
30652|And their feet are so light
30652|That the moon is a baby
30652|Underneath the moon.
30652|The winds come out on high
30652|In the sea of brown;
30652|Their fingers are so light
30652|And their hair is so white
30652|That the moon is a baby
30652|Underneath the moon.
30652|I know where the dark wood grows,
30652|And the shingle lies flat
30652|And the weeds are like soft paper
30652|And the yew is soft wood,
30652|And the mosses soft as paper,
30652|And the bark is a little gray

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30652|The Devil's Red Hand is raised
30652|Above the red-curtained roof.
30652|The Devil's Red Hand is raised
30652|And the gray-briar towers stand up.
30652|The Devil's Red Hand is hurled
30652|Upon the pale-blue sky.
30652|I smell the sobbing wind.
30652|The red-curtained roof
30652|Is crowded with my men.
30652|I hear them sobbing there
30652|By the grey-brick walls.
30652|I look at them
30652|And in their eyes
30652|I see the tears.
30652|The shadows drag
30652|The moon from the mountain.
30652|The sunset's spires
30652|Are heavy with tears.
30652|A dead woman's face
30652|Is heavy with tears.
30652|The dead are dark,
30652|The dead are dark.
30652|The dead are dark,
30652|The dead are dark.
30652|I must have him there
30652|That knows that the Devil's Red Hand
30652|Is raised above the red-curtained roof.
30652|I hold the man in my hand
30652|That was a child
30652|When I was a boy.
30652|I must have him there
30652|That knows that the Devil's Red Hand
30652|Is raised above the red-curtained roof.
30652|I touch the white-tipped sword,
30652|And the red-briar sword
30652|Is twisted in my hand.
30652|I touch the white-tipped sword
30652|And the red-briar sword
30652|Is twisted in my hand.
30652|I lay my soul in his hand
30652|And he will give me back my life
30652|That used to be so wild,
30652|And he will give me back my life
30652|That used to be so wild.
30652|The red-curtained roof
30652|Is crowded with my men.
30652|I must have him there
30652|That knows that the Devil's Red Hand
30652|
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30652|Giles, at least, he has not flogged him.
30652|He has indeed found a child,
30652|Though it is not of the man who is strong to save.
30652|And now that he is born, there is a care
30652|In the old man's eye, to mark the little child
30652|Giggling and crying in the fields and green fields,
30652|With hands a-shudder and wild laughter in its lips.
30652|And he will go to the small green room
30652|Where the sweet babe is lying, wrapped in white,
30652|And wonder at the lifeless babe
30652|For twenty years.
30652|For twenty years in the bitter field and green
30652|The babe is lying,
30652|With the sun and the wind and the fair yellow moon
30652|Shedding sweet light
30652|On the breast and cheek and great moon-green hair,
30652|And the arms and hands of the beautiful white child
30652|Rise up and fling themselves and quiver there
30652|As if the white child's hands were in their own
30652|And not those of the little boy who is dead.
30652|Ah, he has found a child
30652|For twenty years.
30652|He will bury the boy at night
30652|On the side of a red-red hill;
30652|And he will close his eyes
30652|In the sleep of the trees
30652|And call it Hapu's Tomb.
30652|And he will come again
30652|On the morning of the morrow
30652|And leave his sleep in the deep green woods,
30652|With a shout of joy,
30652|And he will come again
30652|To the little white child in his sleep.
30652|Giles, at least, he has not flogged him.
30652|He has indeed found a child,
30652|Though it is not of the man who is strong to save.
30652|And now that he is grown,
30652|And has his head in his hands,
30652|With a heart that is sick of the world,
30652|And a head that has heard the coming
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30652|Now, while I gaze, I feel the depths of Time
30652|Come to me under the insistent lilt of harps;
30652|And the sun's face, with a sad look of woe,
30652|Sinks on a sea of glory, and the sea
30652|Flings up its chasms of black into the sky
30652|As if it wished that I were dead.
30652|The sea-fog is enfolded in a mist
30652|And I am alone; I am alone,
30652|With that tall woman who stands with her face to the sky
30652|And gloats.
30652|She is old. She has passed to her rest
30652|In a windy land, and her head is bare
30652|Of the white daisies.
30652|There are green patches of meadow-grasses
30652|And a little red star, that is blue
30652|On her face, as she turns to the sky.
30652|So, once I saw, and I know, and I know
30652|That I have seen the face of a girl
30652|That haunts me now.
30652|She is strong with the strength of the man
30652|And the power of the woman. She is fair
30652|And she has words.
30652|And I am a woman
30652|With eyes and hair, and a mouth that is made
30652|For words.
30652|And a man.
30652|And he has eyes and hair.
30652|And his mouth is made for what he will,
30652|And the little red star with the white face
30652|Is an old bird that sings.
30652|You are such a sweet little girl!
30652|You are such a pretty little girl!
30652|You have so much to say to me
30652|That I sometimes think you are going to cry
30652|Because you are so weary.
30652|But you are only going to cry
30652|Because I know that you are going to laugh
30652|When you hear that I am going to laugh
30652|Because I am so glad.
30652|Because I know that when you hear me laugh
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30652|Gaunt moles that gape from the desert's jaws
30652|Look round their green loam; and o'er the wastes
30652|A giant boughs the changing of the years
30652|In his own odd way. I see the deeps
30652|Of Chaos, gaunt and tawny as a grave,
30652|And the great breathings of the laughter of those
30652|Whose life is a wind-blown cloud of dust.
30652|The wind-driven cloud of dust, and the moon
30652|As I look down, a golden disk in the night.
30652|The rolling hills and the winding tempest-shrouds
30652|Of the long-mouthed vapours that have no name,
30652|And the gaunt face of the great granite cliffs,
30652|And the great iron-tressed mountains. I see
30652|The great plains of the Far-off West,
30652|And the shining desert of gold.
30652|The great plain of gold, and the great hills
30652|Where the wild dog howls, and the snarling fangs
30652|Of the fierce crocodiles. I see the great streams
30652|Of the desert; and the desert is my soul.
30652|There is a voice in me that calls and calls
30652|To the world that is wandering and is lost;
30652|That calls and calls in a voice that is still
30652|Till it sings: "Hither, the world comes home;
30652|Hither, the world comes home!
30652|"Hither, the world comes home;
30652|Hither, the world comes home;
30652|Hither, the world comes home;
30652|Hither, the world comes home;
30652|Hither, the world comes home."
30652|The world is home. It is home, the world
30652|That comes singing to me from the farthest sea,
30652|And brings me home. I know no more, but know
30652|That I came forth from a land where no death
30652|Shall befall me, nor a darkness hide its light;
30652|And I come back from a journey that is
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30652|An old man with a broken wand,
30652|His long beard in the wind,
30652|Is standing by the wayside post.
30652|The water-wraith is on the shore
30652|Of the wide sea, with his slow feet
30652|And the long blind wife-turtle's cry.
30652|The winds are low, and the sun is out.
30652|The old man's eyes are lonely,
30652|And the old man's eyes are sad.
30652|He looks about him and can see
30652|A little child on the sands.
30652|He looks about him and he sighs;
30652|His long beard in the wind is furrowed.
30652|And the old man is weary.
30652|"There is none to play with," he says;
30652|And he stands up and goes to bed.
30652|The wind is in the bay, the waves are high;
30652|The wind is in the bay, and there is he.
30652|The waves are heaving, and the waves are heaving
30652|And the wind is in the sea.
30652|The old man toilth from the depths,
30652|And his weary hands cry for the hand-grenade;
30652|And all the old men are lying there
30652|With the waves at their breasts.
30652|The old man's eyes are dim with tears;
30652|His head bows down, and the bay is won.
30652|The wind is high in the sea, and the waves are high,
30652|And the sea-mew stirs in the air.
30652|The old man, in a lonely place,
30652|Is lying in his bed in the dark.
30652|He leaneth to the window-pierces;
30652|His eyes are full of tears;
30652|He sighs, he groans, he groans, he sighs,
30652|And the bay is won!
30652|The wind is in the sea, the waves are high,
30652|The sea-mew stirs in the air;
30652|The old man cryeth: "Ah! my son,
30652
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30652|I know that in the ancient temple of the Fount
30652|A great woman, cold, grey-haired and tremulous
30652|As light from a great darkness, lay at rest,
30652|And that a mighty fire, like that of the sun,
30652|Burned in her eyes and on her hair, and called
30652|To her a mighty man who lay by her side
30652|In a vast silence, and she saw and knew him
30652|As that great woman saw and knew; and then
30652|She died and was brought into the darkness
30652|And waited for the fire to die.
30652|Then came the man from the darkness
30652|And called to the great woman,
30652|And on the stone of the doorway
30652|He set his hand and called her
30652|With one long wail of anguish
30652|And a long cry of life.
30652|Then, the great woman
30652|With the beauty of the face of a great woman
30652|Filled with great emotion,
30652|Took the flame of the man and strove to kindle it,
30652|And strove to turn it, and to shine it out,
30652|And smothered his fierce cry of anguish
30652|With the cold oblivion of her eyes,
30652|And sent the flame out.
30652|Then a great man, the man from the darkness,
30652|Came forth from the darkness
30652|And set his hand on the face of the woman,
30652|And with great grief of emotion
30652|She clutched at the man and pressed him to her
30652|And strove to throw him back from the darkness
30652|And change his great anguish to great pleasure,
30652|But at the last she knew
30652|That he was never to be turned back.
30652|So she lay in the darkness,
30652|And the great man from the darkness
30652|Went forth to seek the lights of the world,
30652|But at the end of the long dark alley
30652|Gone was the man from the darkness.
30652|The morning came and all the open space
30652|Was a vast
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30652|The loom, the loom of sleep is there,
30652|The sleeping tapers of the dawn,
30652|And the unknown, impalpable, dreadful night.
30652|The stars go out; the faint stars go out,
30652|And the stars waken: and the face of the sun
30652|Will be a sightless sheet of mock-heroic light
30652|When the stars waken and the stars waken.
30652|Now, there is one thing in the world I know:
30652|It is the dead man's name.
30652|The dead man's name is the name that never dies;
30652|And it was written, there in the Book of the Dead.
30652|For the Stars that are in Heaven and the Stars that are on Earth
30652|Are the same thing, and the same thing only.
30652|The Sun is the Moon, and the Stars that are in Heaven,
30652|And the Moon is the Sun, and the Light that is in the Sun.
30652|There is a star that is not in Heaven, and a star that is not in Earth;
30652|And there is a star that is not in Heaven, and no star at all.
30652|The stars that are in Heaven, they are the same thing,
30652|The Stars that are in Earth are as far from Heaven
30652|As the wings of the falconer when he wooes the dove
30652|That circles round her nest.
30652|The stars that are in Heaven and the Stars that are in Earth
30652|Are the same thing,
30652|And the same thing only,
30652|For the Sun is the Moon, and the Stars that are in Heaven
30652|Are the same thing,
30652|And the Moon is the Sun, and the Stars that are in Earth
30652|Are the same thing only,
30652|For the Sun is the Moon, and the Stars that are in Heaven
30652|Are the same thing only.
30652|The light of the moon, the light of the sun,
30652|And the stars that are in Heaven, are the same thing only;
30652|And the Sun, and the Stars that are in Earth are all one
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30652|The fettered bird
30652|Is free to fly. He has not the fetters of the desert
30652|That his fellows are: free to fly, if he will.
30652|The white man has no chains,
30652|He has no fetters; he has all freedom:
30652|The white man is the man.
30652|Farewell, farewell, O Rhomhling,
30652|The harp is still, and o'er the waters
30652|The sun comes up and is a star.
30652|The sun is a star.
30652|Farewell, farewell, O Rhomhling,
30652|Over the waves the pale moon
30652|Stands over the sea of darkness
30652|Like a woman that is weeping.
30652|The pale moon stands over the sea of darkness.
30652|The white man has no chains,
30652|He has no fetters, he has all freedom:
30652|The white man is the man.
30652|He that is white
30652|Is also free,
30652|He that is black
30652|Is also bound.
30652|The white man's chain
30652|Is the chain of slavery;
30652|The white man's flag
30652|Is the flag of the freedom.
30652|The freedom flag
30652|Stands for all men,
30652|The white man's chain
30652|Is the chain of the slavery;
30652|The white man's flag
30652|Is the flag of the freedom.
30652|Now that the day's work
30652|Is done,
30652|The white man is sleeping;
30652|We'll make a hammer of him.
30652|We'll make a chain
30652|Of the head
30652|And the feet,
30652|And the hands,
30652|And the hands and feet,
30652|Of the man
30652|That's awake.
30652|A black man sings in a white man's hut.
30652|What song is that?
30652|A song of a black man
30652|That went well with the meal
30652|That the white man boiled in.
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30652|And ever that rocking cradle, with its peals
30652|Of many-coloured thunder and the roar
30652|Of iron wings, is heard in the lonely places,
30652|Whispering to sleep the beasts that are the shadows
30652|Of things that should be, and the sick heart of man
30652|Lies senseless in the dust of the great world,
30652|And the blood-red sunlight is on the shores.
30652|The light of the vision, and the light of the West
30652|On my white shore of vision;
30652|And I can feel the light upon my lips
30652|Whose sound is as the sea upon the sand
30652|And like the sea, I know.
30652|I cannot go back to Bethlehem
30652|With the people and the little baby
30652|Who has no mother but my presence,
30652|Who cannot speak till I speak low to him
30652|I cannot go back.
30652|God can take me by the hand
30652|And lead me into His City,
30652|And give me bread and wine
30652|And set me in a pleasant land;
30652|And when I go to the land of light
30652|I shall walk among the inhabitants
30652|And all shall say unto me kindly,
30652|"This is the city of David."
30652|But I shall be a stranger.
30652|I shall be a stranger,
30652|A blind man in the country,
30652|In a land of darkness and hunger,
30652|In the city of darkness and hunger.
30652|I shall be a wandering beggar,
30652|A wandering beggar,
30652|In the land of darkness and hunger,
30652|In the city of darkness and hunger.
30652|I shall be a blind man in the city
30652|In the light of the sunset,
30652|In the city of darkness and hunger,
30652|In the land of the great waters.
30652|I shall be a blind man in the city
30652|In the shadow of the sunset,
30652|In the city of darkness and hunger,
30652|In the land of the great waters.

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30652|(He spoke as the night wind from the desert doth whine.)
30652|Now I know the Second Coming is at hand
30652|When, as the great earth's mouth
30652|The smoke of the coming light,
30652|The sea-caves, the dim sea-caves,
30652|Hear the sound of the beast of the desert
30652|Come from the burning wastes.
30652|The roaring of the sea-waves
30652|Is the voice of the beast.
30652|The savage faces of the rock
30652|Are the face of the beast.
30652|The roar of the torrents
30652|Is the voice of the beast.
30652|The ways of the wilderness
30652|Are the way of the beast.
30652|The silence of the heavens
30652|Is the voice of the beast.
30652|Hither the desert wind
30652|Came and fro.
30652|The silent skies
30652|Is the voice of the beast.
30652|O, the desert wind!
30652|O, the desert wind!
30652|He has come out of the waste!
30652|He is a naked man
30652|That I have seen
30652|In the desert wind!
30652|He has taken me by the hair
30652|And flung me down upon his back.
30652|O, the wind of the desert wind!
30652|O, the wind of the wind!
30652|He has broke the stone of my feet
30652|And run my blood through my hands.
30652|O, the wind of the desert wind!
30652|O, the wind of the wind!
30652|He has torn my tent-roof off!
30652|And my face
30652|Is as black as the sand.
30652|O, the wind of the desert wind!
30652|O, the wind of the wind!
30652|He has smote my body with the sky!
30652|And my blood
30652|Is as wet as the sea.
30652|O, the wind of the desert wind!
30652|O, the wind of the wind!
30652|I am a stone-
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30652|It is not,
30652|The rocking cradle! I have been a long time in Rome,
30652|And know the dark things that no man in Rome
30652|May know; and I have found, even here in Rome,
30652|The darkness drops again; but, where is now
30652|The Second Coming? I would know of it.
30652|Do you remember all the men who
30652|Lived in the days that were,
30652|And all the blood-red sunburnt people
30652|Who beat the world to gold?
30652|We are in the history books,
30652|We are not very long ago.
30652|It was a long time in the past;
30652|And there are men whose hair is bright
30652|With the glory of sunlit days,
30652|With the truth of mountains, rocks and streams.
30652|There are others, when they are dead,
30652|Who have lost their little earthly homes,
30652|And they sit in the sun and talk
30652|Of the mountains, rocks and rivers.
30652|But you, you are lost, and I
30652|Know that you are far away.
30652|There is a great red sun in the sky
30652|That rises in a cloud of fire;
30652|I know that it has a white moon,
30652|And that a black horse rides at its side;
30652|I know that it is a great City,
30652|And that it is a great King, too,
30652|Who is hunting a great stag.
30652|So I sit at my window, and I see
30652|The long black road down by the wood,
30652|And the long green roads that lead to it.
30652|I know the little fields and harvests
30652|Where the white sheep graze, and the low hills
30652|Of the meadows where the cattle graze.
30652|I know the small green fields and the vineyards
30652|Where the the pepper grows, and the almond trees
30652|Where the sunflowers lie, and the white lilies
30652|Of the palm-trees lie. I know the great rivers
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30652|And even when I know that the dawn is here,
30652|And that the dusk is not, and that the desolate
30652|Forgetful stars have risen from the black,
30652|Still do I wonder, and still would wonder,
30652|That one God-man might sin and be sinless,
30652|And one Man-woman have sinned and loved.
30652|I am a world in the whirlwind of men's strife
30652|With death and with the rising of the sun.
30652|It is a world of God-hating thunders
30652|Of man's pride and man's blasphemy,
30652|And the ravening anger of the rising of the sun
30652|With the burning wrath of the darkness.
30652|It is a world of pale-faced people
30652|Who wait and think and watch and pray;
30652|And the whisperings of the stars go on
30652|In the silence of the darkness.
30652|It is a world where the storms of life
30652|Make moan upon the clouds;
30652|And the winds of the earth are the winds of death
30652|And the clouds are the clouds of death.
30652|It is a world where the life of man
30652|Is on the watch and never rests;
30652|And the winds of the world are the winds of death
30652|And the clouds are the clouds of death.
30652|It is a world of the unthinking fight,
30652|Where the living starve and die;
30652|And the storm-winds of the air are the winds of death
30652|And the clouds are the clouds of death.
30652|It is a world where the dying lie,
30652|Where men hate and women weep,
30652|And God only sees a desolate world
30652|And the sky is the sky of death.
30652|I am a sea of light
30652|That no man searches,
30652|Nor a ship's prow
30652|For aught but waves.
30652|A sea of gleaming light
30652|That no man sees;
30652|A sea of mighty gleaming light
30652|That no man sings.
30652|I
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30652|It is the silence of the great black sky
30652|That is not in the heavens, that is not here
30652|Amid the clouds, but in the throat of the night
30652|That jerks and rattles, and shakes itself.
30652|Where is it, where is it? The silence of the night
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder,
30652|And the ghost of the dark sings round it.
30652|The silence of the great black sky
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder
30652|And of the night that shakes itself.
30652|The silence of the great black sky
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder
30652|And of the night that shakes itself.
30652|The silence of the great black sky
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder
30652|And of the night that shakes itself.
30652|What is it that is lapped in the darkness?
30652|What is it that is lapped in the thunder?
30652|What is it that is lapped in the night?
30652|What is it that is lapped in the thunder?
30652|It is the face of an infant and the hand
30652|Of one that was cradled in the cradle of God.
30652|The silence of the great black sky
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder
30652|And of the night that shakes itself.
30652|The silence of the great black sky
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder
30652|And of the night that shakes itself.
30652|It is the face of a mother and the face of a child,
30652|The hand is clasped in the bosom of God,
30652|The voice is crying, the voice of the night.
30652|The silence of the great black sky
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder
30652|And of the night that shakes itself.
30652|The silence of the great black sky
30652|Is lapped in the wings of the unseen thunder
30652|And of the night that shakes itself.
30652|_The old King is dead
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30652|Far off in the desert,
30652|Far off in the desert,
30652|I heard the sound of the wheel of the shuttle
30652|Swish round and round;
30652|And a man who came from afar,
30652|And looked at the brood, and said,
30652|"Hold on, hold on, you brood, and get you
30652|Up to the citadel,
30652|There is nought of the brood that will stir,
30652|The brood that is bred in the broodyard,
30652|And the brood that is bred for bread."
30652|And I said, "Child, your right is great;
30652|The brood that is bred in the broodyard,
30652|And the brood that is bred for bread,
30652|I know not what will come of this,
30652|Or what is born of what.
30652|"And if any of it stray
30652|Out on the road, I pray you,
30652|For I have no dream of life, nor of death,
30652|And all my life is a dream."
30652|But the wheel went whirling on,
30652|And the man went weeping in,
30652|And the shuttle clove through the air,
30652|And the man went weeping out.
30652|I was sitting in the open air
30652|With the wind beside me,
30652|When the wind swept round and left me alone
30652|With the wind beside me.
30652|I was sitting there in the open air
30652|With the sun upon me,
30652|And the sun shone out on the darkness
30652|And I heard the stars.
30652|I was sitting in the open air
30652|With the rain upon me,
30652|And the rain swept round and left me alone
30652|With the rain beside me.
30652|I was sitting there in the open air
30652|With the cold upon me,
30652|And the cold shone out on the darkness
30652|And I felt my soul go down.
30652|And the wind with its unseen hand
30652|Stepped round and round me,
30652|Stepped out of the
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30652|I see that woman, whose loveliness
30652|Is a strange story in her own way,
30652|Come forth from the darkness, and lie down
30652|Beside a child. She is no child at all,
30652|But a great Mother, and the child that she
30652|Is the heart of all that is in this place.
30652|The child is silent and seemed to grow
30652|As if it had been many centuries
30652|Since he heard her voice; and the night had grown
30652|Steamy with the beating of a heart.
30652|I, who have seen the child's breast beat again,
30652|And felt the tears in my eyes,
30652|I, who have heard his whisper in the night,
30652|I, who have heard him, who, again,
30652|Ranged through the night with sleeping and awake,
30652|Gazed at the child and its empty breast,
30652|And knew that the great Mother knew.
30652|The Mother that is all my heart.
30652|The little Nightingale, the Nightingale,
30652|Who sings all night in the apple boughs
30652|Singing a mournful song for the dead,
30652|Who sings when the moon is in the skies,
30652|For the mother lost in the woodlands of Spring,
30652|For the lost child of the woods,
30652|Sings for the mother that is dead;
30652|The mother who is dead,
30652|The mother who is dead,
30652|The mother who is dead,
30652|For the lost child of the woods.
30652|Oh, the woodland wilds of the Spring!
30652|Oh, the wild heart of the Spring!
30652|Oh, the Nightingale that sings for the dead,
30652|The Nightingale, the Nightingale,
30652|Who sings all night in the apple boughs
30652|Sings a mournful song for the dead,
30652|For the lost mother who is dead,
30652|Sings for the lover that is dead,
30652|The lover that is dead,
30652|The lover that
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30652|But how that rocking cradle I knew,
30652|And how that strange, rocking man, the day,
30652|Brought to my eye the man whom I knew.
30652|I have no words for what I know;
30652|No understanding of the mystery
30652|Of how, and why, and where the man should be.
30652|The night is old. The stars are gray.
30652|The dying stars are gray.
30652|The night is old.
30652|And I shall lie awake to see
30652|The light of dawn in the sky fall.
30652|And I shall lie awake and watch the sun
30652|Lift up his face to the sunrise.
30652|The night is old.
30652|And I shall lie awake and hear the flight
30652|Of the wild birds in the noonday.
30652|And I shall lie awake and watch the sea
30652|Smitten by the morning light.
30652|And I shall watch the sun and watch the day
30652|Set from the west till the east wane.
30652|And I shall lie awake and listen to
30652|The waves and stars and winds and rains.
30652|And I shall listen to the dead men's cry
30652|Of the long dead dead dead,
30652|And I shall never more hear the great bells
30652|Of the world singing,
30652|And I shall never more hear the starry bells
30652|Of the night.
30652|Oh, I shall be a child again
30652|And I shall laugh and sing and play,
30652|And I shall lie upon the grass
30652|And listen to the birds sing.
30652|And I shall lie there in the moonlight
30652|And watch the stars as they shine,
30652|And listen to the breeze blowing
30652|And the sea as it moves.
30652|And I shall lie there in the starlight
30652|And watch the seas as they run,
30652|And listen to the winds blowing
30652|And the trees as they sway.
30652|And I shall lie there in the night
30652|And listen to the bells that toll,
30652|And
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30652|It is a terrible thing to see
30652|The spasms of wildness and of wrong
30652|Roll out upon the calm of Time.
30652|The world is a great wine-press, where
30652|God maketh the young men drunk and bold,
30652|And they are nothing, save for sin and sinning,
30652|Till the old men faint and die of their drinking.
30652|And the last grim stone of the stoniest soul
30652|Falleth downward with a sobbing moan,
30652|And a woman shrieks out of the darkness there,
30652|Crying out in her body, crying out in her mind
30652|For the blood of the murdered in the ground.
30652|O the great red sun, that doth eclipse
30652|The great grey moon, that shines so coldly,
30652|And the light of the sky grows dim and dimmed,
30652|And the long clouds lie up in the heaven
30652|For the old man's sake to cover him
30652|With their wings to hide him from the light,
30652|O the great red sun, that doth eclipse
30652|The great grey moon, that shines so coldly
30652|And the great red sun sets high in heaven
30652|And the cold wind blows against his face,
30652|And he wails in his ears and his head,
30652|And he wails in his ears and his head.
30652|He is screaming there in the sky
30652|For his own old sake in the sky.
30652|And the old man, the old man, the old,
30652|Is lying low by the river's brink,
30652|With his face against the river's brink,
30652|And his eyes are full of sleep and sleep.
30652|O the great red sun, that doth eclipse
30652|The great grey moon, that shines so coldly,
30652|And the great red sun sets high in heaven
30652|And the old man's soul is growing grey.
30652|There is no one to help me now,
30652|For the great red sun has set,
30652|And the great red sun sets high in
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30652|O what a wild night was that!
30652|At last I see the ghost of my longing moon
30652|Blazing up from the red-stained waves of the world;
30652|And then I see a strange man by the sea
30652|Watching the moon arise and vanish,
30652|And think of the high-souled lion-hearted king,
30652|And the terrible breast of the blue-eyed child,
30652|And the long night that must be born.
30652|I was born in the dreadful night
30652|When I woke and found the sky
30652|Over my face in the sun,
30652|And the feet of the morning on my lips
30652|And the moon in her hands, and the way
30652|Of the birds and the winds, and the red dawn
30652|Coming, and the white light on the sea,
30652|And the steps of the man that followed after.
30652|And I knew not the name of the land
30652|That I was made of, or that I lived
30652|In any wind-beaten mansion
30652|That's fallen, and is gone to dust.
30652|I was born in the night of my birth,
30652|When the moon dropped down from the sky,
30652|And the great winds were all a-groan
30652|And shook the green earth in their fists,
30652|And the beasts went grey as the grass,
30652|And the birds were muzzled as a thing
30652|That had seen its death and birth.
30652|I was born in the night of my birth,
30652|When the great stars were not awake,
30652|And the stars sang in the gardens of heaven
30652|A song as star-wise true as stars,
30652|And the sea, and the clouds and the sky,
30652|And all things, and all things strange,
30652|Sang one great glory in my birth.
30652|I was born in the night of my birth
30652|When all things were a-gape or changed,
30652|And my tiny soul, that was so far
30652|From anything else I knew,
30652|Dro
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30652|Shall I be content
30652|To struggle in the world
30652|Until my head grows dim
30652|And I no longer see
30652|The thing I used to be?
30652|The night is slowly closing. I hear
30652|The evening wind come down upon the hills;
30652|I see the azure sea's black shore,
30652|And white waves leaping into the sea
30652|One by one.
30652|The night is slowly closing. I hear
30652|The parting wings of twilight fly
30652|Athwart the sky; the stars are dark
30652|Beneath their lord the heavens.
30652|I see the sky and the sea,
30652|And the white, rippling waves
30652|Athwart the sky.
30652|I see the shadows of the leaves,
30652|And the calm and silent, almost starry skies;
30652|I hear the whisper of the deep
30652|Where the sun is.
30652|The night is slowly closing. I hear
30652|The bells of midnight, knock and chime;
30652|I see the dead leaves of the last night fall
30652|Awaiting me.
30652|I hear the bells of midnight, knock and chime;
30652|I see the face of a forgotten star;
30652|I see the white moon rise.
30652|I hear the bells of midnight, knock and chime;
30652|I see the light of the holy monsoon
30652|Far over the sea.
30652|I see the mountains, and the rose
30652|And white stars of the evening sky,
30652|And the land.
30652|I hear the bells of midnight, knock and chime;
30652|I see the moon's white fire
30652|In the east.
30652|I see the sound of the bells of midnight, knock and chime;
30652|And the cool rose-wreaths of the last night fall
30652|Down, down.
30652|I see the river, and the sky,
30652|And the white, rippling waters of the sea,
30652|And the empty hill.
30652
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30652|I know the voice of a voice, and I know
30652|That the hidden voice of a spirit is this,
30652|When the wheels of time are shaking on the sward.
30652|The voice is silent, but the wheel is heard
30652|In that long pause, and I know that I am
30652|The cradle of a future and a yearning
30652|That can never be put to rest:
30652|I know that the voice is silent and lost,
30652|And I know that I am the wheel that shakes
30652|In the dusky far from earth.
30652|So, when it comes, and I have gone before,
30652|And when the long, long night's dark night is over,
30652|I shall forget myself as a dream,
30652|And I shall be the wheel that stirs no more,
30652|But the face of a long-laid-out and forgotten head
30652|In the long, long night.
30652|There's a ring in a thousand places
30652|That are held or held by a thousand men;
30652|There's a belt of a thousand rings
30652|That are held or held by a thousand hands.
30652|There's a line of a hundred places
30652|That are held or held by a hundred men;
30652|There's a line of a hundred rings
30652|That are held or held by a hundred hands.
30652|There's a fire of a thousand colours
30652|That burn in a thousand places;
30652|There's a light of a thousand eyes,
30652|There's a air of a thousand voices,
30652|And a breath of a thousand men
30652|That are held or held by a thousand men.
30652|There's a darkness of a thousand colours
30652|That burn in a thousand places;
30652|There's a light of a thousand lips
30652|That are open to a thousand men;
30652|There's a breath of a thousand voices
30652|And a darkness of a thousand rings
30652|That are held or held by a thousand men.
30652|There's a heaven of a thousand colours
30652|That burn in a thousand places
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30652|The earth is grey, the night is long.
30652|The little voices, all the night long,
30652|Are murmuring, "God is great!"
30652|But yet I fear His great heart will break
30652|To hear His little children cry.
30652|And if He hears them, will He come down
30652|And bring them all, for so He must,
30652|To make His little children pray?
30652|The darkness drops again. I am afraid.
30652|I tremble, and I fear; I am afraid.
30652|I am afraid, lest I behold Him face to face
30652|When I see Him at this hour,
30652|A-walking among the people's doors,
30652|And in the wind's wings of the whirlwind,
30652|Shaken with a joy that knows no law.
30652|I am afraid lest I see His eyes
30652|That never know a change of light,
30652|And hearing the thunder of His feet
30652|Loud as the voice of God, I am afraid.
30652|O God, I cry aloud, I cry, I cry!
30652|I am afraid, lest I behold His face
30652|And a little child be crying in me.
30652|I am afraid that He will come down
30652|And make me hear a little child's prayer,
30652|And the great thunder of His feet
30652|Shaken with a joy that knows no law.
30652|Ah, I am afraid, lest I behold His face
30652|And the little children, weeping in me.
30652|Is the darkness falling? I am afraid.
30652|Are the shadows ever falling? I am afraid.
30652|The night is long, the darkness falling;
30652|The night is long, and I am afraid.
30652|I am afraid that I shall see Him walk
30652|The earth, with the thunder and the rain,
30652|And the long night be never still for me.
30652|He will come, His great feet trod the air,
30652|The storm-winds rustled the sea;
30652|The night is long, the darkness is falling,

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30652|How canst thou look into the face of the God,
30652|Who looks into thy face to look upon the sun?
30652|Thy face is unto me, thy hands are unto me,
30652|Thy hands are unto the world.
30652|In the face of the God that looks into thy hands
30652|It is as if the face of the God were God,
30652|Or some like God; and the world trembles
30652|As a man might tremble to a woman
30652|In her arms, when they have shaken hands
30652|And been out of the common world.
30652|A woman that is weary, that is faint,
30652|A man that is weary, and that grieves;
30652|But thy face is the face of the God that looked
30652|Into the face of the God and said,
30652|"I look into the face of the God and see
30652|That thou art more than man."
30652|_The Man with the Iron Car_
30652|_How canst thou look into my face and say
30652|That I am more than man?_
30652|_The Man with the Iron Car_
30652|_The God that looks into thy face and smiles
30652|To see the white blood in thy body, tread
30652|On thy feet, and turn to clay._
30652|_The God that looks into thy eyes and sees
30652|The white blood in thy eyes._
30652|_The God that looks into thy soul and sees
30652|The white blood in thy soul._
30652|_The God that looks into thy heart and sees
30652|The white blood in thy heart._
30652|_The God that looks into thy soul and sees
30652|The white blood in thy soul._
30652|_The God that looks into thy heart and says,
30652|"I look into my heart and see
30652|That thou art more than man."_
30652|_The God that looks into thy soul and sees
30652|The white blood in thy soul._
30652|_The God that looks into thy heart and says,
30652|"I see the white blood in thy heart._
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30652|I know a land; it is not as I have dreamed it;
30652|But there are houses there that I know well,
30652|And there are mountains dark and rough and worn.
30652|And there are forests; and a mighty sea,
30652|And a road, and a yellow-hued city near it
30652|That stretches out towards Eternity.
30652|And there is hope: and there are cities there
30652|Where men are happy; and there is peace of mind,
30652|And great love, and love's most kind farewell.
30652|The moon's blue fountains
30652|Are winding
30652|Across the night;
30652|The moon's blue fountains
30652|The fountains
30652|are winding
30652|Across the night.
30652|The moon's blue fountains
30652|They are winding
30652|Across the night;
30652|The moon's blue fountains
30652|The fountains
30652|are winding
30652|Across the night.
30652|The moon's blue fountains
30652|Are winding
30652|Across the night;
30652|The moon's blue fountains
30652|The fountains
30652|are winding
30652|Across the night.
30652|Oh, you can touch them
30652|With your finger
30652|And they will sound
30652|The like of them
30652|Until the years
30652|Come round and bring the sound of them again;
30652|And you can listen
30652|To the song they make
30652|And the words they rhyme
30652|Until you sleep,
30652|And you can hear them
30652|In the land where the moon's blue fountains are.
30652|You can touch them with your finger,
30652|And they will sound
30652|The like of them
30652|Until the years
30652|Come round and bring the sound of them again;
30652|And you can listen
30652|To the song they make
30652|And the words they rhyme
30652|Until you sleep,
30652|And you can
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30652|So you have turned from my purpose, and said,
30652|"There is no mystery in the stars;
30652|The mystery of the dawn is at the door
30652|And the great Host is risen from the sea.
30652|For I am weary, and I will sleep.
30652|But say, if you still have love for me,
30652|Say, if you still have heart to know
30652|What a people of the future shall say
30652|When the great people of the past
30652|Are in the silence, looking down,
30652|On the wooden cradle you have made for me."
30652|So you have made a bitter rhyme for me,
30652|And on that rhyme shall the people smile,
30652|And the very shadows speak of you,
30652|For the people of the future will say
30652|"When the great people of the past
30652|Are in the silence, looking down,
30652|On the wooden cradle you have made for me."
30652|And the people of the future shall say,
30652|"When the great people of the past
30652|Are in the silence, looking down,
30652|On the wooden cradle you have made for me."
30652|Ah, the people of the future! They shall say:
30652|"When the great people of the past
30652|Are in the silence, looking down,
30652|On the wooden cradle you have made for me."
30652|And the people of the future shall say,
30652|"When the great people of the past
30652|Are in the silence, looking down,
30652|On the wooden cradle you have made for me."
30652|When we go away from Ireland
30652|We shall go to a land of flowers,
30652|A land of laughter and of song;
30652|For there are plenty of the things we want,
30652|And there are plenty of the things we know.
30652|There is the green-gowned lane that leads to it,
30652|There is the old white house in the woodlands
30652|Where we used to wander at our play;
30652|There's the water-jar by the water
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30652|The great green dawn sweeps over the wastes of the desert.
30652|I have listened for the cry of the coming of the morning,
30652|I have listened for the voice of the god that will come.
30652|All night, a ghostly sound of marigolding and of hoof-blades.
30652|I have listened for the hoof-beats of a horse of the morning,
30652|I have listened for the voice of the god that will come.
30652|And now, the horn of the morning blowing on the wastes of the
30652|Desert.
30652|And this is the voice of a voice that is going;
30652|And this is the light that is shining;
30652|And this is the face of a face that is turning;
30652|And this is the horn of the morning blowing,
30652|And this is the face of a face that is turning.
30652|And now the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
30652|And the gods that have loitered,
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30652|Answered a voice from the darkness: "He is come;
30652|The dawn is on the mountains, the dawn is on the sea,
30652|And the bells in the pines are ringing to call
30652|The old man to the world of man."
30652|But this I cannot see:
30652|A long black shadow, like a cloud of smoke
30652|Over the land and the mountains, and far away.
30652|The darkness drops again, but my vision grows
30652|More vivid; it is not a vision at all,
30652|But the great day of the Lord, in its morning glory
30652|In the bosom of heaven, is bright as it is long.
30652|A voice from the darkness: "His name is as gold
30652|On the gold of the pines, and in the pines of the dawn
30652|The dawn is gold enough for the old man to wear."
30652|But this I cannot see:
30652|A great gold shadow in the darkness lying dead,
30652|A cry of children, a shout, a cry of the old man
30652|With the white face of the child, and the long gold hair
30652|Shining on his head like a crown of the sun.
30652|The darkness drops again; but my vision grows
30652|More vivid; it is not a vision at all,
30652|But the great day of the Lord, in its morning glory,
30652|In the bosom of heaven, is bright as it is long.
30652|No man is born into the world, that shall not die;
30652|No man is slain in the strife, that shall not rise again;
30652|The gods are stupendous, and there is no way
30652|But this, that, when the gods have struck, the man shall live.
30652|The darkness drops again; but my vision grows
30652|More vivid; it is not a vision at all.
30652|It is the day of the Lord, and the night is near.
30652|Prayers of the poor, and the sound of children's laughter,
30652|Cry of welcome, and cries of sorrow, and kisses,
30652|And
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30652|I think the dawn comes back to do a good deed
30652|To the two that are not; but I have no hope
30652|That the dawn will come in its infinite power
30652|To bring the goodly day again;
30652|Only I know that I have been foolish,
30652|And that I shall be foolish some day,
30652|When I have seen the age-long night depart
30652|In the cloud-rack and the wind-pipe's sigh.
30652|The dawn comes back to do a good deed;
30652|The dawn comes back to do a good deed;
30652|The wind comes back to the sanded place
30652|Where the young horse's hoofs are laid;
30652|The great cloud-rack passes and passes,
30652|And the sky sinks from the ruined town;
30652|And all the wind-poles break and vanish
30652|And the jest grows thick and hoarse,
30652|And the laughter that the children laugh
30652|Thruverts into sobbing;
30652|And the light is gone and the light
30652|And the shadow is gone and the name,
30652|And all is lonely and dark,
30652|And the great stones are broken and mouldered
30652|And the sun is gone and the moon
30652|And the cedars are crumbled and cast
30652|Where the children are sleeping.
30652|They have grown to men and walked to the fields
30652|Which, in the drear-days long ago,
30652|Moved the men that they were; and they lie
30652|In their beds of moss and stone;
30652|And the graves are all in the dust and the shadows
30652|And the children are going by;
30652|And the dawn comes back, with the fresh breath of the dawn
30652|And the morning wind, and the sight of the day
30652|In the blue sky overhead.
30652|And the children are going away
30652|Where the fields have gone to plough;
30652|And the night is past and the twilight is passed
30652|And the wind has gone and the day
30652|And the dawn comes back
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30652|Yet this is the miracle: there is no star,
30652|And yet there is no sun, and yet the sky
30652|Is blue, and yet the sky is very wide,
30652|And yet the sky is very black, and yet
30652|The water is all fresh and calm, and yet
30652|The water is very deep, and yet
30652|I feel I cannot swim, and yet I am weary,
30652|And yet I am sick, and yet the pain is great,
30652|And yet the pain is death to me.
30652|There is a spring in the heart of man,
30652|It is the spring of his soul;
30652|And he is only in the spring again
30652|That he may sing of heaven.
30652|So is he glad, so is he sad,
30652|So is he weary, and so is he strong,
30652|And he will praise the Lord through all the years
30652|For the little birds that sing by the way.
30652|The Spring is a bright, white, blessed thing,
30652|The Spring is a gleam of gladness,
30652|The Spring is a wayfarer,
30652|The Spring is his home, his goal, his home.
30652|The Spring is a wayfarer
30652|Through mist and rain and wind
30652|Where the little birds sing by the way.
30652|(I'll sing them a song, you know,
30652|With a melody that's a little gay
30652|And a little sad and a little gay.)
30652|The Spring is a wayfarer
30652|On the wings of the wind,
30652|And the little birds sing by the way.
30652|For the little birds sing,
30652|And their wings are light and white,
30652|And they fly and flit and sing
30652|In the wonderful white weather,
30652|And the little birds sing by the way.
30652|But the Spring is a wayfarer
30652|That flies afar and far,
30652|And he is a little sad and a little sad,
30652|And he will sing a song of weeping
30652|
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30652|No, no, not yet; what is this thing to thee
30652|Who hast been living all the time in the sun?
30652|What is this thing to me? What is this thing to me
30652|That wakes me in the night with the cry of the dove,
30652|That dreams me in the night with a million dreams
30652|In some mad temple and in some windy cave,
30652|That stirs and growslths and gloats upon my breast?
30652|I am a woman; the change comes back again
30652|To the old ways that I know long ago;
30652|I am a woman, but I know a man
30652|That stirs in me, and I would not have it so;
30652|I am a woman, and I have become
30652|A woman for a woman's sake, a woman
30652|That shall not lie by me as a woman was
30652|In ancient times. I will have a child,
30652|And I will bear a child, for I would have
30652|A child of my own.
30652|But not with him; I shall be the mother
30652|Of a man who will be the father of a son
30652|That will have a face of stone
30652|And a strong man's strength and a woman's hair;
30652|And what I say to him with the voice of a woman
30652|Shall be, "You are not welcome to this house."
30652|And I shall have done with him, and a man
30652|That is not with me, and the times will pass
30652|Like the tides, and I shall grow old and die,
30652|And I shall leave a child behind me
30652|With the love of the man that is not with me,
30652|And will be the father of a son
30652|That will have a face of stone.
30652|No, not with him; I shall grow old and die
30652|And I shall leave a child behind me
30652|With the love of the man that is not with me;
30652|And I shall have a child, and the man will be
30652|The father of a son, and I
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30652|One day, one moonless day,
30652|Something had been blowing upon a wind,
30652|And some one had been chanting,
30652|And some one had been playing,
30652|And the wind had rippling been rippling upon
30652|A stone-heaped stone-heap;
30652|And one had been singing,
30652|And some one was going,
30652|And the wind had been singing,
30652|And some one was going away to die,
30652|And the stone-heap was being shaken, and made
30652|A dark shape of itself.
30652|At the beginning of spring,
30652|Tenderly, in May,
30652|Fleeing from the winter's cold,
30652|Flocks of the little birds
30652|Came to the meadow-lands;
30652|But all these little birds
30652|Were little birds in the first place,
30652|Little birds with bright wings.
30652|Tenderly, in June,
30652|Came the good-day, and then
30652|Sweet the little birds
30652|Trembled and flew away
30652|To the meadows again.
30652|And some one was crying,
30652|And some one was singing,
30652|And some one was fluttering,
30652|And there was rushing and beating
30652|Like a rushing sea.
30652|Tenderly, in July
30652|Stood the little birds
30652|With their bright white feathers,
30652|But the wind was blowing
30652|Dazzle-like and bright.
30652|And some one was laughing,
30652|And some one was crying,
30652|And some one was dying,
30652|And the sun was shining
30652|Tenderly upon all.
30652|But the wind was screaming
30652|Dazzle-like and bright.
30652|And the little birds flew
30652|Into the meadows,
30652|And the little birds flew
30652|Into the rivers,
30652|And the little birds flew
30652|Up into the trees.
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30652|A voice is in my ears that seems to cry,
30652|"O wilderness, in the dark will I
30652|Lift up my hands to thee, O land of the cold!
30652|I will come at thy call, and I will set
30652|My feet upon thy threshold, and I will
30652|Be come a stranger, and be seen of thee."
30652|And I know, because I am old and weary,
30652|That the world was made for men like me;
30652|I think on the greenwood trees I used to sit
30652|Upon the rocks among, and the sea's low blows,
30652|And the wind's wild breath through the greenwood boughs,
30652|And the sun's great majesty as it rose and fell.
30652|And I know, because I know all things well,
30652|I shall sleep well, though the night be so long,
30652|And the stars watch over the hours that pass
30652|Like towers of ice. And a voice is in my ears
30652|That cries: "I am the Age of Gold, O men,
30652|The Age of Gold, O weary ones, that wait
30652|For the moment when the Golden Age shall come;
30652|And I will come to thee and set my feet
30652|Upon thy threshold, and be come a stranger,
30652|And be come a stranger, and be come one.
30652|"And I will be a presence like the fire,
30652|And the laughter of the sun, and the laughter of the waters,
30652|And the light of the sky, and the wonder of things,
30652|And the power of the wind, and the power of the wave;
30652|And I will be the beauty that men love, O men,
30652|And the light of the world, and the strength of things,
30652|And the voice of the wind, and the roar of the sea.
30652|"And I will be a shadow of the night, O men,
30652|And a shadow of the morning of the world,
30652|And a shadow of the night, O weary ones,
30652|And the shadow of the earth that men make
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30652|We have a meaning.
30652|The world is at rest.
30652|The sea is at rest.
30652|The earth is at rest.
30652|We have a meaning.
30652|The hills have sleep.
30652|The rocks have rest.
30652|The trees have sleep.
30652|We have a meaning.
30652|The air is at rest.
30652|The sea is at rest.
30652|The sky is at rest.
30652|We have a meaning.
30652|We have a meaning.
30652|The waves have sleep.
30652|The high sea-water
30652|Is still, but is awake.
30652|The wind is at rest.
30652|The sea-wind has sleep.
30652|The sea-waves have sleep.
30652|We have a meaning.
30652|The clouds have sleep.
30652|The stars have sleep.
30652|We have a meaning.
30652|So let us go.
30652|I want to go.
30652|What is the use of all this wandering?
30652|All this waiting and hoping?
30652|The night is quiet,
30652|And I would like to go
30652|But I cannot,
30652|For I am tired,
30652|And I would like to be alone.
30652|The stars are watching
30652|In the dark,
30652|The wind is resting
30652|On the white sea-wall.
30652|The sea is resting
30652|In the dark,
30652|The stars are watching
30652|In the dark,
30652|And I would like to go
30652|But I cannot,
30652|And I would like to be alone.
30652|The moon is resting
30652|On the sea,
30652|The wind is resting
30652|On the white sea-wall.
30652|The earth is resting
30652|Under the night,
30652|And I would like to go
30652|But I cannot,
30652|And I would like to be alone.
30652|_The wind is resting
30652|On the sea,
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30652|The same, the same, I know, that the old way
30652|Grows not with the life of the land,
30652|That the fore-fathers of the new-born people
30652|Are not as they have loved them, but are dying
30652|In some strange manner.
30652|Oh, so, so, so, so, and yet again,
30652|The awful mystery of the Last Day!
30652|I know that my mind's eyes gaze out to far
30652|Upon this horizon of death;
30652|But my heart's soul that yearns to you is borne
30652|Upon the winds of the desert.
30652|And yet this is the wonder that I know--
30652|That you must be all that I am, in this
30652|Of sea and desert and death and the new-born sun--
30652|For you are all.
30652|I cannot go
30652|Where the great mountains of the sun are set
30652|And the wind breaks out of the dust and sweat
30652|And the frozen rime;
30652|Or where the green grass strews the empty paths
30652|And the twilight falls, and the stars rise over
30652|The plain.
30652|I cannot go through the thickly-wooded night
30652|To the place where the night is always deep,
30652|And the long-drawn breaths of the wind and fire
30652|Are a things
30652|That lift and lift and lift and lift again.
30652|And there the grass is green and the stars are bright
30652|And the wind and the fire are things to eat.
30652|And the sky is blue and the earth is wide,
30652|And the word is spoken and the moon is set,
30652|And the wide stars drift past, and the air is still
30652|In the land.
30652|And it is like the world,
30652|And my heart is glad and my heart is sad
30652|At the wonder of the everlasting world.
30652|Oh, for the promise that the day is done,
30652|That the Day is done and the Night is here,
30652|And the stars have gone
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30652|But now I know that somewhere on the hills
30652|I have been on the wind of the moon, and seen
30652|A white light marching in a wind of the moon
30652|Down to the sea where the last wave is riding;
30652|And something that looked like a tower of pearl,
30652|With a little ship on the side,
30652|Is going to the Land of Sleep.
30652|All night I had a dream,
30652|A wind of the moon above the sea,
30652|And the sea-wind was white and sweet,
30652|And the sea-wind was white and sweet.
30652|And the wind of the moon was as white
30652|As the hair of the stars on the sea,
30652|And the sea-wind was as sweet as the moon,
30652|And the wind of the moon was sweet.
30652|The wind of the moon was as sweet
30652|As the hair of the stars on the sea,
30652|And the sea-wind was white as the snow,
30652|And the sea-wind was white as sweet.
30652|Then the wind of the moon grew pale
30652|As the eyes of a child that has dreamed,
30652|And the sea-wind drooped as low as the moon,
30652|And the sea-wind dropped like a dream.
30652|But I heard the wind of the moon,
30652|And I heard the wind of the sea;
30652|And I thought 'twas one that came to me
30652|From the past, and a beautiful,
30652|Crowned woman with tall hair blowing,
30652|And a white wing as white as snow,
30652|And a voice in the white wind singing
30652|As a white woman sings.
30652|And I knew that it was she,
30652|But I had no words to say it,
30652|For the wind of the moon was white,
30652|And the sea-wind was white,
30652|And the wind of the moon was sweet,
30652|And the wind of the moon was sweet.
30652|As far as I can see
30652|A white light stands, and
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30652|I knew the cradle's head would rock and rock,
30652|I knew the cradle's head would rock and rock,
30652|And as I turned away I turned towards the sea,
30652|And lo! I saw the cradle rocking in the sand.
30652|So I am coming from a strange land,
30652|And I have heard the roar of the sea again,
30652|And I have seen a pale face at my side
30652|In the old land of the sea and the sun,
30652|And I have seen a pale face at my side
30652|In the ancient land of the sea and the sea.
30652|They say that in the night of the World
30652|The shadow of the World shall fall
30652|And come up like a mantle thick and black
30652|And heavy as a garment o'er the world.
30652|It shall be heavier than the burden of the Past,
30652|When Time shall be as dead as a phantom thing,
30652|And Life as sweet as a song of birds;
30652|And the dark iron of the World shall be cast up as a cloak
30652|About the Earth, and the Sun's face up in the blue,
30652|And the World shall be as black as a pit in the night,
30652|And Night shall sing to a darkness as wild
30652|As the song of birds.
30652|In the long dusk of the long night of the World,
30652|When the stars are silent, when the wind is still,
30652|And the pale moon, like an empty bell,
30652|From the dusk of the long night of the long night of the World,
30652|Sings to the night, and the night to the stars,
30652|I will walk through the dark and the light
30652|As children do in the long dusk of the long night of the long, long night.
30652|For the great World is a golden basket,
30652|And the keys are the long shadows of things
30652|That roll in from many lands.
30652|I will wander through the shadows and the light,
30652|As children wander through a golden house
30652|With pleasant things to do and sweet to see,
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30652|There is a city in the land of dreams,
30652|A city of great gates and pillars and towers,
30652|Of many-coloured faces and rude wine-cups,
30652|And a hundred-tentacled murmurous rivers.
30652|The trees are heavy with the gossamer,
30652|And black and grey are the long sea-beach ridges,
30652|And far up on the cliffs a falcon is cooing
30652|A blue note in a red-curtained room.
30652|In that strange city there is a garden
30652|Of all the colours of the rainbow,
30652|And a fiery dragon feeds upon the roses
30652|Under a star that is red on a sea-rock.
30652|Under a red-roofed church the white flowers
30652|Bloom in the churchyard where the white dove flutters.
30652|A cat has made a bed for a purple rose,
30652|A kennel of dogs lies under the rock,
30652|Under a tree a winged child is lying
30652|And a hand is pressed on a hand not her own,
30652|And a little boy with a green-gloved finger
30652|Taps the top of a yellow rose.
30652|A door opens in a city tower;
30652|A procession moves in a long line.
30652|Hark! a wind from a far-off field!
30652|The flowers turn into flowers,
30652|And there is a sound of gladness from the flowers,
30652|And a sound of dancing from the dancing feet.
30652|The green-skinned black cat has his hands cast away,
30652|And his eyes are set on the sky,
30652|Under the wings of the rose,
30652|And he lifts her white feet.
30652|Her eyes are wide with wonder.
30652|O the heavy golden roses!
30652|She looks at her feet and is glad,
30652|Till she falls asleep,
30652|And dreams that she is one of the saints,
30652|In a city far away.
30652|She woke and found a man among the flowers,
30652|
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30652|Come up, O Christ, from out the darkness of Hell,
30652|Come up, O Judas, from out the grave,
30652|And let us see what life is this will have
30652|Out of the darkness of Hell and the grave!
30652|Weep not for him whose grave is not yet made;
30652|For him the great cenotaph and the gate
30652|Of Babylon's house of worship and funeral
30652|Are built, and there a corpse without a home
30652|In a vast graveyard, where the grass is grey
30652|And the wind rises in the pines.
30652|Ah, poor man's life!
30652|Poor man's heart!
30652|Poor man's heart!
30652|The sun climbs up in the east;
30652|The green earth lets down her veil
30652|And sinks behind the hill.
30652|He is out on the wastes of the plain
30652|Where the long grasses grow;
30652|And the sun on the ragged dress
30652|Is kind and good to him.
30652|He is out in the grey and drear
30652|And heavy rain;
30652|And the birds sing loud and the flowers
30652|Stand up for joy to him.
30652|He is out in the mire and mud,
30652|And the river's wild;
30652|And a far-off voice sings low
30652|In the dark of the hill.
30652|He is out in the dunghill of night,
30652|And the night is dark.
30652|And his heart is glad at the sight
30652|Of the stars that shine.
30652|And he is glad of the far-off sound
30652|That makes him glad,
30652|And his heart is glad at the light
30652|Of the moon on the hill.
30652|He is out in the day when the sky
30652|Is shining clear;
30652|And his heart is glad at the sound
30652|Of the night's bright light.
30652|He is out in the mire and mire,
30652|And the long hot day;
30652|And
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30652|There is a place in London town
30652|Where the old houses rise up out of the street.
30652|The roofs are a heap in the street.
30652|The men are all gone out in the street,
30652|And the women stand and wonder what's to be done.
30652|Across the rooftrees
30652|Of the houses the lamps are burning red.
30652|The stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|The wind is a heap in the night.
30652|The wind is a heap in the street.
30652|The lights are a heap in the street.
30652|And the stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the wind is a heap in the street.
30652|The streets are a heap in the street.
30652|The lights are a heap in the street.
30652|The stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the wind is a heap in the street.
30652|And the stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the wind is a heap in the street.
30652|And the stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|I am a heap in the street.
30652|And over and over
30652|I am a heap in the street.
30652|The lights are a heap in the street.
30652|The stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the wind is a heap in the street.
30652|And the stars are a heap in the sky.
30652|And the wind is a heap in the street.
30652|O pile in the street, O pile in the street,
30652|O pile in the street, O heap in the street!
30652|The world is a heap in the street.
30652|The world is a heap in the sky.
30652|The world is a heap in the street.
30652|The world is a heap in the sky.
30652|Where is the world?
30652|I am a heap in the street.

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30652|The hills are silent, and the night is dark.
30652|The white night holds the world in her ken.
30652|What need of living, moving things is this
30652|That brood and weep and dream in the dark?
30652|There is a joy beyond the morning light
30652|In the glad dawn that breaks in the face of the world,
30652|As I seem'd to move in the clearness of day
30652|With a wind on my shoulders and a wind on my face,
30652|And a wind that rocked the hills, and a wind that was asleep,
30652|And a little wind that was sleeping beside me.
30652|I seem'd to move through the grey fields of the night
30652|With the wind on my forehead and a wind at my feet;
30652|And the wind that rocked the hills, and the wind that was asleep,
30652|And the wind that was sleeping beside me.
30652|I know not why I am here, and I know not why I go
30652|So long ago, and I know not why I am here,
30652|And I know not what I am, and I know not what I know.
30652|Here we are all, and I am here alone.
30652|I know not why I am here, and I know not why I go
30652|So long ago, and I know not why I am here,
30652|And I know not what I am, and I know not what I know.
30652|And yet the year goes over and the year comes to an end,
30652|And the flowers turn red, and the birds sing and the hours pass.
30652|And then, at last, the year comes to an end and the year is done,
30652|And what is this that I feel in my heart and what is this that seems
30652|Not to be, not to be, nor to be again, and yet to be so.
30652|O wind of the North that blows in the waste grey land,
30652|O wind of the West that blows from the far grey land,
30652|I know not what I am, and I know not what I know.
30652|And yet the year goes over and the year comes
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30652|O the pangs of birth!
30652|O the pangs of death!
30652|The world goes up in a puff of smoke,
30652|A blackening shroud of smouldering smoke,
30652|And the great nights are full of a burning dream,
30652|And a great soul is knocking at the door.
30652|O the pangs of death!
30652|O the pangs of birth!
30652|O the dark of death!
30652|The bells ring in the sky; and the wind stirs
30652|The dark wood, and through the leaves is blown
30652|A sound like a great high-pitched cry of prayer
30652|That shall not be heard by either man
30652|Or beast, but some day the trees and the earth
30652|Shall wake to something of the same.
30652|O the pangs of death!
30652|O the pangs of birth!
30652|The white moon shakes in the stars. I sit and think
30652|Of the great loving God who made the world.
30652|O the pangs of death!
30652|O the pangs of birth!
30652|O the full moon's light!
30652|O the sweet face of God!
30652|O the boundless God who made the world!
30652|O the deep God who made the man.
30652|The great hearts of the world beat in my blood.
30652|They beat with great love, and they beat with pain,
30652|But they beat to the sound of a new song
30652|That comes from the depths of the depths of love.
30652|O the pangs of death!
30652|O the pangs of birth!
30652|O the holy God who made the world!
30652|O the God who made the man!
30652|I kneel and I do not say amen
30652|To the great love of the great God of the sun.
30652|O the pangs of death!
30652|O the pangs of birth!
30652|O the new God who made the world!
30652|O the God who made the man!
30652|There is a voice that speaks
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30652|The darkness drops again. But now I know
30652|That some four hundred and a thousand years
30652|Of weight and weight of thought have sunken this
30652|Human spirit into the earth and sea,
30652|And made the mass of earth a thing of pain.
30652|Now is the moon in a cloud of smoke.
30652|The clouds of smoke are lifted; and lo,
30652|A vast grave-mound, open to the sky,
30652|And, in the midst of this, a black banner
30652|Of cloud and sky is floating round and round,
30652|And every gleam and curve of its long reach
30652|Hath something of the beauty that I knew
30652|Of the old days, and is about to sink
30652|Back into the earth and sea again.
30652|The silence lifts once more. And lo,
30652|A curtain of grey smoke rises up,
30652|And on the earth there lies a pale lady,
30652|A pale lady, all in a robe of green.
30652|She had a face like a flower in May;
30652|She had a voice that was like a song;
30652|She was a child to whom the sun
30652|Was the heart's-chief-sons, and a woman
30652|To the heart's-chief-sons of the Spring.
30652|She had a smiling spirit to cheer
30652|The spirit of the darkling ground,
30652|And she seemed to look back at the Spring,
30652|And listen to the whispering of her years.
30652|She had a heart for the Spring, and a voice
30652|For the Spring's sweet songs and sorrows,
30652|And her face was fair as a May morning,
30652|And her heart was fair as a spring day.
30652|She had a sense of the Spring, and a soul
30652|That ever yearns to yearn again,
30652|And in her heart the Spring's deep pain
30652|And Spring's sweet sorrows yearned and yearned.
30652|She had a spirit of the Spring, and she
30652|Had eyes that saw the sun arise,
30652
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30652|I do not know what he is about to do;
30652|I do not know what he has to say,
30652|Or do, or dream or guess.
30652|I only know that he is something worth;
30652|That stillness that has made the world's green sea
30652|And dreams that are as quiet as the gloom
30652|Of those old ruins, weigh it down.
30652|I only know that he will bear the night
30652|Till the bright morning of the day he dies,
30652|And the night's wake that brings the stars shall cover
30652|His body, and the air
30652|Shall keep his head up, and his eyes still close
30652|When the light of morning dies.
30652|The corn has been turned into gold,
30652|And the autumn leaves have been red,
30652|And the winter winds have blown the breath
30652|Of the grass-blade under the feet
30652|Of the children that come home at night
30652|From school in the city.
30652|What does the wind say?
30652|But the wind sighs low, and says
30652|"Lift up your heads,
30652|It is the moonlight that you see,
30652|And the moonlight and the wind
30652|That are the things that are to come
30652|For the joy of life.
30652|"What does the rain say?
30652|But the rain is loud and strong
30652|And the rain is in the street
30652|And the children cry in the dark
30652|As the rain goes by.
30652|"What does the wind say?
30652|But the wind sighs low and says
30652|'A poor little maiden that is crying
30652|Is only a little child,
30652|And the wind that is going by
30652|Is the wind that is going by;
30652|'The wind that is going by;
30652|It is the wind of the storm.'
30652|"What does the rain say?
30652|But the rain and the wind are mute,
30652|And the rain and wind are gone,
30652|And no
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30652|And I have learned to dream and to dream in sleep;
30652|And I have learnt to dream and to dream in vain;
30652|I have learnt that I am nothing but a sleep
30652|That ebbs and flows in the human heart,
30652|And that the lilies, full of odours and dark
30652|And myriad faces and strange shapes, of the world
30652|Are born of a mere eternity,
30652|And are born only to die.
30652|As we sailed over the grey wave
30652|I thought the dawn of love
30652|Would break on the world's green dawn,
30652|And show the world the way
30652|That we had come.
30652|And the little dead words that we said
30652|Still ring in my ears;
30652|For in their vision of love
30652|I, too, should love.
30652|We sailed over the grey wave
30652|And the sea-winds blew,
30652|But our souls were still as white shells
30652|In a sea of foam.
30652|They sang of love and love's sweet pain,
30652|And the bitter saddeness
30652|Of the broken love of little lives,
30652|And the pity of all men.
30652|The sea-winds carried us back
30652|To the long ago
30652|And the passion of love's unspoken pain,
30652|And the pain of little things.
30652|The sea-winds sang of love's unspoken pain
30652|And the bitter saddeness
30652|Of the broken love of little lives,
30652|And the pity of all men.
30652|The sea-winds carried us back
30652|To the long ago,
30652|And the passion of love's unholy pain,
30652|And the pity of all men.
30652|And I felt the headland as a bed of dreams
30652|With the secret of life;
30652|For the suns and the tides of the sea
30652|Have a breathing still
30652|That never shall waken the sweet sleep
30652|Of the sweet and laughing earth.
30652|And I
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30652|And ever since I have heard the cries
30652|Of little children in the streets of Rome
30652|Lamenting the thing that is not, and grieve
30652|That it is not.
30652|My heart is like a gilt-edged boat,
30652|That dare not pass the harbours of the world
30652|Or the uncongenial seas of idle thought.
30652|But when the whole sea of life is far from me
30652|And the full tide of my life is something more
30652|Than the common sea of earth, then the wind
30652|Of the out-ward bound of things will bear my bark
30652|Far over the sun-hued hills of hope and fear.
30652|I have known the words of the deathless King
30652|That are not born in my life; and the late
30652|Great poet, with his lovely and broken rhyme,
30652|Sang as a wind that is not, and that is not still.
30652|The sweet and awful words are writ in me
30652|As a great soul writs in Isaiah the prophet,
30652|And I will write them on the heart of the wind
30652|That brings the sails of my long lost home to me.
30652|O sweet, austere, and passionate words of God,
30652|That I shall write on your heart and on the heart
30652|Of the great sea, that swells and sinks with the tides
30652|That drift past.
30652|O tender words of the songless birds,
30652|When the hot blood in their frozen hearts is stirred,
30652|And their lips tremble and their wings are still,
30652|And the wings of their eyes are still.
30652|O sweet, austere, and passionate words of God,
30652|I have watched you breathless while the great sea
30652|Swells and sinks with the tides of the world.
30652|I have watched you breatheless and motionless
30652|As the great sea rises and sinks with the tides
30652|That drift past.
30652|But now I see your soul arise from the sea,
30652|I hear you cry for joy to the stars
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30652|The Child, the Infant, the Christ in a cradle,
30652|The Christ as the man, the man as the child,
30652|The Christ as the lion in a great uproar,
30652|The lion with the child.
30652|The lions are awake. They loom and growl
30652|In the grey waste of the night; and the night
30652|Thrills through with the awful cry of the wolves
30652|Of the wind-bound valley.
30652|Ligers and panthers are among them.
30652|The night is a silent room, where the stars
30652|Move in the glow of the candle-light.
30652|There are two men in the moonlight,
30652|With eyes of iron, and they stare at me
30652|With deadly eyes.
30652|I have no fear of the night;
30652|It is enough to see them in the darkness
30652|In the moonlight staring at me.
30652|(The moon is white.)
30652|For I have a heart of stone, and yet
30652|I have no fear of the night.
30652|(The moon is red.)
30652|I know what the creatures are thinking,
30652|And what their thoughts are, but I know not
30652|Their thoughts, nor the meaning of their faces.
30652|In the moonlight they stare at me.
30652|I know what their thoughts are; but what do they mean?
30652|I cannot speak. I am dead.
30652|(The moon is grey.)
30652|They are not ghosts, they are not men,
30652|They are not beasts, they are not men;
30652|For I have no fear of the night.
30652|(The moon is green.)
30652|They are men with eyes of iron,
30652|And they are women with red hair.
30652|They are very strange, and very strange
30652|In the moonlight.
30652|(The moon is purple.)
30652|I have no fear of the night;
30652|The stars are brighter than they.
30652|The stars are a thousand times more sweet
30652|Than my heart
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30652|Oh, there are twenty ragged hordes that wait
30652|With javelins that their hearts shall lure away
30652|Before the strangling iron of the hour
30652|When the first infant in a world of light
30652|Shall be a thing to be feared and feared,
30652|And men shall seek the grass and the clay
30652|For shadows. But the darkness lies above,
30652|The darkness that has been a sin to me,
30652|And that shall be to-day, if all men be
30652|As wise as I am, when a gleaming star
30652|Shall drop the darkness to the earth again
30652|And lo! there will be a sunrise.
30652|This is the hour when the clouds of the world
30652|Break forth from the fields of the night,
30652|And the grey hills of the world shall be shaken
30652|From their old walls.
30652|Then shall the stars of the world arise
30652|And the wide fields of the night be bright,
30652|And the tribes of the earth shall bow their heads,
30652|And the gold of the earth shall be bright,
30652|And a new day shall be born.
30652|No longer can I be content
30652|With the faint light of the morning star,
30652|I have turned my face from the world
30652|And put my fingers in its ear,
30652|And I hear the sound of the dawning sea
30652|Singing the name of the Lord,
30652|And the echo that comes up from the hills
30652|Is whispering it to me.
30652|I have built me a house and called it home
30652|And filled it with treasures of old,
30652|With the richness of wealth that the woods hold,
30652|With the wreaths of the purple vines.
30652|I have woven a raiment of gold,
30652|And laid it upon the hearth,
30652|And the firelight laughs in its gold
30652|As the purple vines grow warm.
30652|I have hung the gilded doors to my door,
30652|And set a mosaic on the floor,
30652|And
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30652|A rocking cradle, and a rocking man;
30652|And lo, I, turning, am as suddenly
30652|A child, who only lately, half awake,
30652|Had played upon a birch-rod, and dreamed a dream,
30652|And found myself the cradle's master.
30652|So it is in a life like mine; and a word
30652|Is as a jest, a simple broken phrase
30652|Of the world's uttermost disorder.
30652|I cannot say, _Though you know it_; I do not know,
30652|But the noise comes off as a chance of chance,
30652|The same as music, and the thunder of men;
30652|And the things I say that seem so great and true
30652|Are like the thunder as it fails and fades.
30652|The sun, the wind, the rain, the sunsets,
30652|The flowers, the mountains, the flying hours;
30652|All this is as an echo of a breath
30652|Of the breath of the everlasting things.
30652|Why should I speak of such matters? they are nought
30652|Except unto my own life; for who knows
30652|But I am but a part of all the sky,
30652|And all the clouds, and all the dark, and all
30652|The space in which the world is wide and vast,
30652|Are but as little fragments of the whole.
30652|So let me rest, for I am weary of all
30652|That noise of bodies and men's singing;
30652|I am weary of the whole world, and I know
30652|That there is only one thing that is worth
30652|The trouble of remembering.
30652|Let us turn again to the river of Time,
30652|And see if it will not overflow,
30652|As it overflowed on the day that Christ
30652|Sang in its waters for the first time.
30652|We turn from the motionless night to the stars,
30652|And see the old city all white in the moon;
30652|And we turn from the soft light of the sunset
30652|To the cold, black darkness of the silence,

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30652|Now I know the change of the new moon
30652|Is the pale shadow of the moon,
30652|Now I know the change of the new moon
30652|Is the pale shadow of the moon.
30652|We are all, in some way or other,
30652|Somewhere, as a flock of swallows,
30652|Out of the great spacious sky,
30652|Flying in long countless numbers,
30652|Far or near, on the wind's wings,
30652|Like a cloud of flowers, or dust
30652|Moving in the sky, or crashing down
30652|Like the crashing thunder-cloud
30652|On the plain of the desert, or the land
30652|Of the immemorial hills.
30652|The night is here; and on the desert
30652|The sun is dark, and the moon,
30652|And the hills are white, and the air is cool,
30652|And the night is here.
30652|O Death, that so unbeholden is
30652|I see thee in the air!
30652|So close, so close the great sky and deep
30652|The black sand of the desert is,
30652|And the great sky, and the great sky,
30652|And the hills.
30652|And the great sky and the great sky and the great sky
30652|That covers all.
30652|O Death, that so unbeholden is
30652|I see thee in the air!
30652|The great sky and the great sky and the great sky
30652|That covers all.
30652|Now is the time for silence, and I am silent.
30652|The desert thronged with the loud mule's tread,
30652|And the long day passed in the wind's light tread
30652|Like the rattle of a gong.
30652|Now is the time for silence, and I am silent.
30652|I have been silent all day, but now
30652|I must speak to the sky.
30652|The desert thronged with the loud mule's tread,
30652|And the long day passed in the wind's light tread
30652|Like the rattle of a
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30652|A thing of horror and of horror's own dread
30652|The rocking cradle; and the next moment
30652|The dark mouth's shriek, and the wild shriek that follows,
30652|Are heard afar on the wind's wings.
30652|The night is dark and the stars are dull
30652|As clouds of the world's unending rain;
30652|The wind is in the air; and the light is dim.
30652|I hear the cry of the world's heart-break,
30652|And the cry of the lightning's thunderous
30652|Beyond the rattle of the thunder-cloud.
30652|A new-born nation on the hill
30652|Breathes through the dark and the silence
30652|A cry of the soul's unrest.
30652|The earth, like a child, carries a sigh
30652|Along the deep darkness of the night,
30652|And the stars and the suns and the stars' beak
30652|Are silent; and the country of the hills
30652|Is like a little child and wanders forth
30652|From the darkness, and the God is far away.
30652|A child's cry; but the world is far away.
30652|The sky is wild and the stars are bright
30652|And the child runs through the night, and is glad
30652|That it came from a dream.
30652|Then I know it is alive, and I know
30652|That the world has a breath, and that there is
30652|A breath in the days that are gone.
30652|I am glad that I was alive in the dawn
30652|To hear the cry that the child, the child's cry,
30652|Is heard in the darkness again.
30652|I am glad that I was alive in the dawn
30652|To hear the laugh and the moan of the stars;
30652|I am glad that I was alive in the dawn
30652|To hear the voice of my child.
30652|I am glad that I was alive in the dawn
30652|To hear the cry of the rocking cradle,
30652|And the light of my child's eyes.
30652|I am glad that I was alive in the
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30652|A whirlwind on a breakers! No, no;
30652|It is a tiny Christ in a sheltering cradle,
30652|Pillowed on a fleece of blue seamed reeds.
30652|The winds are out of the West, and the day is done;
30652|The dusk is on the water, and the dead are gone,
30652|But I have seen the mists flee with the shadows,
30652|And I know there is a darkling land afar.
30652|I know there is a land afar that I know not,
30652|And that I shall never see;
30652|I know there is a land afar that I know not,
30652|And that I shall never see.
30652|I know that it is a land where the shadows
30652|Are ever there, and the world is a dream,
30652|And the snows have grown to hail,
30652|And the sea-waves are born on the land afar;
30652|And the dead are not dead,
30652|And the world is a dream, and the snows have grown to hail,
30652|And the Sea is born on the land afar.
30652|I know that it is a land where the dreams
30652|Are ever here, and the world is a shroud,
30652|And the way that the sun goes down
30652|Is a way that I shall never go;
30652|And I think that the way that the sun goes down
30652|Is the way that all men have to go.
30652|I know that it is a land where the dead are many,
30652|And the dreams are many,
30652|And the light is many,
30652|And the way that the light goes down is the way that all men have to go.
30652|I know that it is a land where the world's heart is sad,
30652|And the angels are sad,
30652|And the sea is sad,
30652|And the star of the sea is born on the land afar.
30652|I know that it is a land where the winds cry,
30652|And the rain is crying,
30652|And the rain-drops fall
30652|Like the tears of
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30652|Here I have heard the sound of an aged man
30652|Pleading with God, in a voice full of pain,
30652|A voice that thrills like a clap of thunder
30652|Across the ages, and through all the years,
30652|And thrills on the heart, and thrills on the lips,
30652|And thrills on the breast, and thrills on the brow,
30652|And thrills on the eyelids, and thrills on the eyes,
30652|In a voice full of tears and of years;
30652|And I heard from the heart of a man who was mute,
30652|A voice full of tears and of years.
30652|There are those who have known death and the grave,
30652|Whose souls have been drawn down in the endless dark,
30652|Who have seen the stars of their forefathers sink
30652|To burn in the dust of the grey-blue tomb
30652|Of their dead self, a torch in the darkness thrown
30652|To the darkness of Time, to the darkness of Night.
30652|They have heard the sound of a voice full of pain,
30652|And the rushing of clouds from the sky of gloom;
30652|They have seen the ghost of a vision pass;
30652|They have heard the cries of a dying world,
30652|And the echo of their cry has blown round;
30652|They have felt the touch of the hand of death,
30652|And the sting of the arm of the dark that clung
30652|Round the body of the life they had loved.
30652|They have heard the sound of a rocking cradle,
30652|And a glimmer of light through the darkness of gloom;
30652|They have heard the voice of the dead of years
30652|Singing, and I know that it is well.
30652|The voice of the old in my soul that sings
30652|Far back in the lands of my childhood,
30652|As if he were singing in the years long gone,
30652|Is the voice of the young in my soul that sings,
30652|As if he were singing in the days that are dead.
30652|The voice of the old in my soul
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30652|There came, from the darkness, a light to meet it,
30652|And there was the light of those twenty years
30652|That lay about the city and about me;
30652|The darkness around it and the darkness under;
30652|The light above it and the light below;
30652|The light of the waves of the sea and the light of the skies,
30652|And the light of the shadows that were overhead.
30652|Then the dark thing in the darkness cried, "The psalmist!"
30652|And the darkness cried "The child is born!"
30652|It is dark. There is a great void in the air.
30652|Black waves of sea, black waves of death,
30652|The great white God is as a blind man's son,
30652|And there is no way out of the great void.
30652|There is a far high sea,
30652|But the far high sea will not save
30652|From that wild sea that is here!
30652|It is dark. There is a great void in the air.
30652|The great white God is as a blind man's son.
30652|And there is no way out of the great void.
30652|I sat down to write,
30652|And the day was grey,
30652|And the words would not come;
30652|And I felt I could not live
30652|So that the day should yet
30652|Be clear to them.
30652|And I shut my eyes,
30652|And the last things that came in
30652|Were the wind and the sun.
30652|And the wind and the sun were things
30652|To forget.
30652|And the wind and the sun were things
30652|That I would forget
30652|When they came.
30652|And the wind and the sun were things
30652|That I would not see,
30652|And they came in the evening,
30652|And they came in the noon,
30652|And they came in the night.
30652|And the wind and the sun were things
30652|That I would forget.
30652|I have written a song for the dying;
30652|
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30652|We are a sleepy little nation
30652|Couched on the mercy of a lie,
30652|A sleepy little nation
30652|Dead to a bloody, dwarfed past;
30652|For truth is a sleepy little nation,
30652|A sleepy little nation,
30652|Dead to a bloody, dwarfed past.
30652|O sleepy little nation
30652|Under a sun that lies asleep,
30652|We dream the dreams of a bygone day
30652|When men were mad or women weak;
30652|When the old world was a laughing thing,
30652|And the old world's name a small, low cry;
30652|When the old world's name was a grinning thing,
30652|And the old world's name was a grinning thing.
30652|We dream the dreams of a bygone day
30652|When men were mad or women weak.
30652|We dream the dreams of a bygone day
30652|When a horsemen's bugle pealed
30652|And the flags flew in the burning rain,
30652|While a woman's hand grasped at a shroud,
30652|And a woman's eyes were quick with tears;
30652|And a woman's voice called in the wind,
30652|And a woman's eyes shone tears in.
30652|We dream the dreams of a bygone day
30652|When a horsemen's bugle pealed,
30652|And flags flew in the burning rain,
30652|And a woman's hand grasped at a shroud.
30652|We dream the dreams of a bygone day
30652|When the world was mad or women weak;
30652|When the old world was a laughing thing
30652|And the old world's name a small, low cry;
30652|When the old world's name was a grinning thing,
30652|And the old world's name was a grinning thing.
30652|We dream the dreams of a bygone day
30652|When men were mad or women weak;
30652|When the world was a laughing thing
30652|And the old world's name a small, low cry;
30652|When the old world's name was a grinning thing,
30652|And the old world's
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30652|And if there's any place in the world
30652|That I know of, or that I have been there,
30652|It is where the ripples run, and the wind
30652|Is on the run, and the tide is at play,
30652|And the fish are swimming in the dark.
30652|And I hear the sound of a voice like the voice of the sea
30652|Calling to the wind to halt and breathe a rest,
30652|And the sea will hear the voice and go to sleep,
30652|And the wind will slumber in a sea-bed deep.
30652|And there is a thing upon the wind
30652|That stirs the waves in waves of a wind-borne spirit,
30652|Whose shadow flows and changes and breaks;
30652|And it is the wind that awakes and sees it there
30652|Upon the wind's-way and the wind's-kindling way.
30652|And now a thing of wind and sea,
30652|That flies to the place of the rocking cradle
30652|To slumber in the dark of the sand,
30652|That waits and waits to hear the voice of the wind
30652|That will awaken it at last.
30652|"There are four stars,
30652|And on the fourth
30652|A little old man said, 'Come and look at the moon!'
30652|And on the moon he took four little old hands.
30652|"There are four stars,
30652|And on the fourth
30652|There is a little old woman who said, 'Come and look at the stars!'
30652|And on the stars he took four little old eyes.
30652|"There are four stars,
30652|And on the fourth
30652|There is a little old man who said, 'Come and look at the sea!'
30652|And on the sea he took four little old feet.
30652|"There are four stars,
30652|And on the fourth
30652|There is a little old man who said, 'Come and look at the stars!'
30652|And on the stars he took four little old eyes.
30652|"There are four stars,
30652|And on the
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30652|The night moves backward through the endless sierras;
30652|The earth swings round against the sky.
30652|I hear the wailing of the river of dreams;
30652|I see the floating cities of the night.
30652|The gaunt tree-tops rise and the lonely river
30652|Wades through the mist. The forest trees are shaking
30652|In faint tremors; the dark waters laugh and quiver
30652|In sharp convulsions.
30652|O yellow wind of wind!
30652|O little black wind of all time!
30652|I cannot pass the silent village,
30652|I cannot enter the quiet city,
30652|The solitude that is my own;
30652|But strange and strong and strong I seem to be,
30652|To be a child of the great unquiet sea,
30652|With the great unquiet sea between.
30652|The city is a haunted place.
30652|The old people in their red old garments
30652|Steer through the street like ghosts that are startled;
30652|And in the temple are the voices
30652|Of spirits that are past all remembering.
30652|The long deserted squares are haunted
30652|With phantom shadows of vanished people,
30652|Ghosts of the children, ghosts of the youths;
30652|The city is a haunted place.
30652|There is no light in the night;
30652|The night is a long, long glow
30652|In which the sad old houses shine;
30652|The houses of the city,
30652|And the moon's ghost of a night.
30652|The moon rises slowly,
30652|The wind is heavy with tears;
30652|The little round sun
30652|Gleams up from the ground
30652|In the middle of the grey.
30652|In the moon's great front
30652|The poor old buildings light
30652|The grey old streets and the grey.
30652|The city is a haunted place.
30652|The old age of the city
30652|Is long, and the old age of the city
30652|Is never, and the old age of the city
30652|Is surely, and
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30652|And yet again a rocking cradle comes,
30652|And here is the dawning of the dawning,
30652|And here is the rood-face at the door,
30652|And here is the grey-face, like a shout;
30652|And here is the light of the new-light,
30652|And here is the pale-face of the night,
30652|And here is the cry of the infant cries,
30652|And the wind's breath and the eyes' dark glistening.
30652|For the first time in the whole of my life
30652|I have felt the thing that is to be;
30652|And yet again I see a rocking cradle
30652|Is loosed from the cradle of my life.
30652|I cannot find the Second Coming,
30652|I cannot see the Second Coming;
30652|I am lost in the awful morning-star
30652|That carries me across the sea.
30652|I cannot find the Morning-Messenger
30652|In all the whole of the world of men,
30652|I am driven mad by the sound of it
30652|That carries me to the land of light.
30652|I cannot see the Messenger,
30652|I see the terrible rocks and the dim sea,
30652|And the sea's terrible pinnacles
30652|And the clear morning-mist, and the morning-cloud
30652|That rises in the far-off sky.
30652|And I stand alone in the great grey dawn
30652|And gaze in my heart's deep sea-wall
30652|Till I see the blue-face of the sea
30652|And the pale-face of the world of men.
30652|I am wandering in my grief
30652|And my heart is like the sea,
30652|And the stars are like my sorrow,
30652|And the sea-birds are my pain.
30652|I am wandering in my grief,
30652|And I cannot find the Second Coming;
30652|I cannot see the Second Coming;
30652|And I wander on my wanderings
30652|Till my heart is a grey stone
30652|In the land of dreams and madness,
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30652|Though he be born a thousand times and again,
30652|Though men come from all regions and languages,
30652|I am not frightened; my heart is at rest,
30652|And I know that the face I see is not that face
30652|That wakes to wakening at my call.
30652|When I wake at night from the long night's rest
30652|I do not know the name of the night or day,
30652|I only know that I have loved the best
30652|Who most gave me love.
30652|I am the noblest of men.
30652|O me, the man has gone away!
30652|The Time he had so much to give!
30652|It is an end!
30652|He would have loved me all his life,
30652|But always took my love away.
30652|The night is getting so far,
30652|It may be that the world is gone.
30652|I do not want to go away,
30652|I will not wish to stay.
30652|The sea is there, the sea is there;
30652|And the stars are watching us pass.
30652|I shall not forget the days
30652|When I would see the sea-waves grey,
30652|And the white cliffs and the sleeping ships,
30652|And the port of youth,
30652|And the green-paved lands.
30652|The sea is there, the sea is there,
30652|And the sea-waves all round about.
30652|I shall not forget the days
30652|When I would see the sea-ways bright.
30652|And the golden sail and the captain's kiss,
30652|And the long white miles
30652|That we would cross.
30652|I shall not forget the joy,
30652|The joy of my home-coming home,
30652|When we heard the waves about the shore
30652|Gleam like the flash of spears,
30652|And the song of birds
30652|I heard.
30652|For I know that the sea is there,
30652|And the world is gone away.
30652|For I know that the sea-waves
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30652|At last I have heard the voice that shall tell
30652|The song that is but half our tongue,
30652|The song that is but half our life;
30652|The song that the children shall hear
30652|When they have finished day by day,
30652|The song that is but half their life;
30652|The song that is but half their joy.
30652|What is it to me that the weary heart
30652|Of the heart of man would fain be still,
30652|And the weary soul would fain be glad
30652|In some new life, and yet its griefs grow dim
30652|When the eyes of the eyes of the soul are raised
30652|On the vision of Love?
30652|What is it to me that the eyes of God
30652|See only the name that He hath written
30652|In a pen that is broken and starless,
30652|And he will use it to write again,
30652|When the sun of the day is low,
30652|In some new life, and yet its hearts grow dark
30652|When the eyes of the eyes of the soul are raised
30652|On the vision of God?
30652|But the heart of man is a barren thing,
30652|And the holy, kind eyes of the God
30652|Are lilies; and in the eyes of God
30652|The holy, kind eyes are flowers of light,
30652|Whereon the flowers of God shall grow;
30652|And in the eyes of God the heart is true
30652|That I would let the tears of God fall,
30652|But for the vision of God.
30652|For the vision of God is the heart of God;
30652|And the heart of man is a thing apart,
30652|That glitters and glitters and glows
30652|On a screen of glass;
30652|And in the heart of man is the vision
30652|That God hath written in a pen
30652|That is broken and broken and starless
30652|And lies in a far-off land.
30652|The vision of God is the holy heart
30652|Of God, and the holy, kind eyes
30652
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30652|The noise of an untold multitude
30652|Of things that move in a confused way
30652|Has, like a sudden wind, arisen
30652|That, like a sudden wind, has arisen
30652|In that single moment of time.
30652|But what are these that roar in the darkness
30652|And seem to rise from the earth?
30652|These are the roarings of the morning,
30652|The soundless demons of the air.
30652|They stand like black columns, like a mist
30652|That rolls upon the mountains,
30652|And their heads are down in the grasses
30652|And their heads are up in the sky.
30652|They have their faces turned towards heaven
30652|And their eyes are dark with the shadow
30652|Of the storm in the long clouds.
30652|They are the shadows of things that live
30652|In the spirit and the flesh alike;
30652|The spirit of things that move and change
30652|In the flesh and the spirit both.
30652|They are the spirits of birds, and beasts,
30652|And the souls of men and women,
30652|The ghosts of the old men and maidens
30652|That haunt the fields of the dead years,
30652|And the ghosts of the young men and swans
30652|That haunt the fields of the new.
30652|They are the spirits of the trees,
30652|And they are the spirits of flowers;
30652|They are the spirits of the wind's soul
30652|And the spirit of the water's soul.
30652|They are the spirits of the sun and moon
30652|And the ghosts of the stars and constellations,
30652|And of the night in the deep sky.
30652|They are the spirits of the wind's voice,
30652|And they are the spirits of the rain
30652|And the soul of the wind in the mist.
30652|They are the spirits of the winds that cry,
30652|And the souls of the stars and constellations,
30652|And of the night in the deep sky.
30652|They are the spirits of the waves that are
30652|The spirits of the hills
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30652|The dark and the silence, that are but shadows
30652|In the stillness of the night;
30652|The silence of earth; and the stillness of heaven,
30652|The silence of night and night;
30652|The silence of every creature that moves
30652|The trembling stars, and the silence of the sea
30652|And the silence of the wind and the sky;
30652|And the silence of heaven and the silence of man,
30652|The silence of the silence of God.
30652|'Tis only the silence of God,
30652|The silence of the silence of the God.
30652|The silence of the silence of the God
30652|Is the silence of the dark and the silence of sleep,
30652|The silence of the night and sleep;
30652|The silence of night and the silence of heaven,
30652|The silence of night and the silence of God.
30652|He sleeps; and the darkness in his eyes
30652|Is no more darkness, but the darkness of death.
30652|And the darkness of sleep is a light,
30652|A light in darkness, too;
30652|The darkness of sleep and the darkness of death
30652|Are twain; and the darkness of sleep is God.
30652|'Tis only the darkness of God,
30652|The darkness of the darkness of the God.
30652|Now a little way before the sunset
30652|The trees are bare and pale,
30652|And the skies are like the shadow of a sea,
30652|And a bird flies by.
30652|The wind has blown and it is overcast,
30652|And the wind is on the waste,
30652|And all the sky is hid in darkness,
30652|And a bird flies by.
30652|And the sun is buried in the darkness
30652|Where the trees are bare and pale;
30652|And the skies are like the shadow of a sea,
30652|And a bird flies by.
30652|But the bird flies fast and the shadows
30652|Are like drops of rain,
30652|And the birds fly fast, and the birds fly by
30652|To the mystery of God.

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30652|There's a song in the world for every land,
30652|And the wind sings in the wood, and the birds sing
30652|Round the ragged edge of the oak tree that dips
30652|Down the red crags that bar the windy valley.
30652|And the birds sing down by the roadstead, singing
30652|The songs that we sing, that we sing, and the wind sings
30652|And the clouds sing in the sky.
30652|In the high-arching houses there are clashing feet
30652|And laughter and the dancing of children;
30652|And the trees are leaning back on their strong roots
30652|And the dark brown branches are tinkling.
30652|And the rain is pouring down in the wind,
30652|And the red sun is blushing from the sky,
30652|And the wind is blowing in the long dark road
30652|And the wind is tugging at the grass.
30652|In the high-arching houses there are heavy trees,
30652|And busy streets of people, and winds that bang
30652|At the doors, and the lonely house where I live
30652|Is like a forest of old houses.
30652|There's a noise in the world for every land;
30652|There's a noise in the world, and a noise in me;
30652|And I carry in my heart the soul of me,
30652|And my heart is not proud and desolate.
30652|The rich are sitting round the table
30652|In the King's garden in a meeting;
30652|The King sits under the pines,
30652|With a pale face on his throne.
30652|And they're thinking of the days gone by,
30652|When they didn't have to make any fuss;
30652|And they knew that they'd have plenty of fun,
30652|When they came out to play.
30652|There's a noise in the world for every land;
30652|There's a noise in the world, and a noise in me;
30652|And I carry in my heart the soul of me,
30652|And my heart is not proud and desolate.
30652|The wind's knocking at the window,
30652
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30652|Or is it a child's grave with a sleeping mother
30652|Beside it? or a woman's pale dead face,
30652|While the sea's sea-foam passes the stone
30652|With the brief murmurs of her sighs?
30652|Or is it the cradle of a mortal,
30652|Whose very shadow is the past,
30652|And the grave of an age that has passed away,
30652|The funeral of a world?
30652|O my soul! The mountains are my grave;
30652|The sea-fields have enveloped me;
30652|The whirlwinds that do sweep through the world
30652|Have touch'd me with their breath.
30652|The sea-breezes that are shaken by the sea
30652|Have made me their passion and rest;
30652|The clouds have kissed me as I passed away,
30652|And I am one with the years.
30652|The sea-birds in their ocean home
30652|Have left me their songs and their cries;
30652|The sea-mew hath touched me with its wings
30652|And its eyes are my stars.
30652|There are mountains that are neither stars,
30652|Nor are they the mountains of night,
30652|Nor are they the sea-mews that cry
30652|Upon the dark and wide.
30652|There are plains that are both night and day,
30652|And are both night and day with me;
30652|There are sea-caves that are both night and day,
30652|And are both night and day with me.
30652|There are hills that are both night and day,
30652|And are both night and day with me;
30652|There are caves that are both night and day,
30652|And are both night and day with me.
30652|There are rivers that are both night and day,
30652|And are both night and day with me;
30652|There are hills of which the night is never full,
30652|Nor is day full of them.
30652|There are stars that are both night and day,
30652|And are both night and day with me;
30652|There are
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30652|The image slips from the rock; the rocking cradle
30652|Broken with the leisures of a crumbling Idol,
30652|Falls silent on the desert sand.
30652|Over the quivering moonbeams the soft stars peep;
30652|All is silent; only the white night-wind
30652|Breathes out to sleep the desolated birds.
30652|The moon rises; the stars grow dim;
30652|And the empty hills are all agleam
30652|Like a sea-sunk ship that wanders to rest,
30652|Far from the roaring of the sea and wind.
30652|The world is like a dream of the moonlit night;
30652|The hills are the stars, the night is the night,
30652|The sand is the sand, the stars are the stars.
30652|The wind is the wind, the sand is the sand,
30652|The sands are the stars; and ever and anon
30652|The rocking cradle shakes and falls to the deep.
30652|The stars are the stars of the empty hills;
30652|The sea is the sea, the sea is the sea;
30652|And the stars are the shadows of the stars.
30652|The night is the night, the stars are the stars;
30652|The sea is the sea, the sea is the sea;
30652|But the stars are the dreams of the stars.
30652|The stars are the stars of the stars;
30652|The sand is the sand; and the stars are the stars;
30652|And ever and anon the rocking cradle shakes
30652|And falls to the sand of the shifting sand.
30652|The stars are the stars of the stars;
30652|And the stars are the sands of the stars;
30652|And the sand is the sand, and the stars are the stars.
30652|The night is the night, the sand is the sand;
30652|And the stars are the sand of the sand;
30652|And ever anon the rocking cradle shakes
30652|And falls to the sand of the shifting sand.
30652|The stars are the stars of the stars;
30652|The night is the night, the night is the
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30652|With not a word to say, with not a word to say
30652|That it is night and time have I been dreaming;
30652|And I have known that God had been bidden wait
30652|The coming of a miracle, a miracle,
30652|With me the phantom had no power to move
30652|To what I knew was coming, with me no
30652|Himself to speak of, not to move me to doubt.
30652|And yet, with my poor mouth I could only say
30652|"This thing shall surely come," and so I slept.
30652|The very thought of it disturbs me now,
30652|For what I meant it is not coming, I know.
30652|One word to God--I am at peace in prayer,
30652|And I have not been dreaming; I have been dreaming
30652|Of the coming miracle, the miracle,
30652|With not a word to say, with not a word to say
30652|That it is night and time have I been dreaming.
30652|But I have heard the rush of feet, I know,
30652|And I have seen the dim eyes of many men
30652|Glaring in my sleep; and the night is rife
30652|With sounds of haste and fear, with terror of things,
30652|And a great thirst for death, and the white faces
30652|Of all the generations of men, and the throng
30652|Of the old gods who walk upon the air,
30652|And they who watch the stars, and they who watch the sun.
30652|Yet I have not been dreaming; I have heard
30652|A sound of footsteps, and a heavy scent
30652|Of the breath of man, and heard a voice say,
30652|"Turn, and behold this miracle!" and then
30652|I woke, and knew not whether it was light
30652|Or something that was going, or knew not how,
30652|But knew again that it was dawn; and I
30652|Came forth, and knew again that I was man.
30652|'Tis the last year of the Golden Ass,
30652|When the birds are flying, and the fields are green.
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30652|Dawn, that at early break of day
30652|Moves from the sky to the high hills,
30652|Comes, that at early break of day
30652|Bringeth the cold to the low hills,
30652|Whence, with purple on her forehead,
30652|The sun-glow goes down to the low hills,
30652|From my heart's heart, that my heart's love
30652|Hath blown on to the low hills.
30652|The mountain wind is on the sea,
30652|The wind of the sea of love
30652|Is on the sea of love and love,
30652|The wind of the sea of life.
30652|O wind of the sea of the sea
30652|Whence all the wind of the sea
30652|Comes back to the low sea and sun
30652|Why do I love you, wind of the sea,
30652|Why do I love you so?
30652|Why do I love the wind of the sea
30652|And all its waves, and all the sea
30652|Its living dead may bury
30652|Among the forgotten dead,
30652|For the sea of the sea is dead,
30652|The sea of the sea is dead.
30652|Daisak, O Daisak,
30652|Daisak the wind that blows!
30652|The wind of the sea of the night
30652|Shakes the forest trees,
30652|Shakes the branches of the trees,
30652|And shakes the water.
30652|The moon, the night wind,
30652|Is on the sea of the night,
30652|Is on the sea of the night.
30652|Etzel was a noble monarch,
30652|And he reigned long and fair;
30652|But he had a child and he named him
30652|"Little John," to show that he
30652|Was a son to his father.
30652|Now John was a little lad,
30652|And he loved to run and play;
30652|He loved to ride and play,
30652|And when he grew to man's estate
30652|He loved to sup with the king.
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30652|Was it the cradle, rocking, rocking?
30652|Was it the roaring of a prying kite?
30652|Or the dull sound of waters that beat at a post,
30652|Or a boat that trims its prow in a brook?
30652|No matter, I will not go down to the sea
30652|Nor bid the watchmen wake the light;
30652|But out of the greyness of the night I shall be
30652|A dead man, crouching like a hound in a den,
30652|While the first dawn of light in the air
30652|Shall make my soul a gilded pinion to sail
30652|The seas of death.
30652|And there are no men to take me to the land
30652|When I am dead, and I shall be
30652|As one who waits, with eyes in a silent dream,
30652|And no one to say "Good-night";
30652|And you shall wake on the shore and the voices
30652|Of the great dead sea shall call
30652|To the grey hills and the grey rocks of the sea
30652|And the grey wind and the grey storm.
30652|But I shall be a man that cries and fears
30652|And a man that thinks, and a man that lives
30652|In the sea of life,
30652|When the world shall be re-wrought anew
30652|By the hand of the First Great Art.
30652|You will not come again to me
30652|Into the house of your dreams,
30652|Or even to the heart of me,
30652|Or even to the heart of you.
30652|I shall not have you in my soul,
30652|I shall not have your voice in me,
30652|Because you will not come again,
30652|I shall not have you at my heart.
30652|But I shall have you everywhere,
30652|In the sea and the sky and earth,
30652|In the land and the house of God,
30652|And you shall be my heart everywhere,
30652|In the house of man's evil ways.
30652|Out of the sea and out of the sky
30652
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30652|So to the twilight in the cold gray morn
30652|That waits me in the desert, when the moon
30652|Hangs like a ghost, like a wind tossed down from space,
30652|Like a rocking ship that is tossed upon
30652|A sea of stars; and on her bosom, half-drawn
30652|Over the moony sea, like a thin blanket
30652|Of light, there lies the cradle of my God.
30652|But O the darkness in the sands of the plain!
30652|What change is it that he would bring to me?
30652|What change will he bring from the change of the sky,
30652|When in the sand he shakes his long gray locks?
30652|How will he change me, if the world will be shaken
30652|With the vastness of a sea of stars?
30652|I will hear the awful roar of the thunder
30652|When it comes and shakes the great sea-floor,
30652|And when the stars go down like drowned ships
30652|And the moon hangs like a ghost among the stars,
30652|And when the sea-breeze blows upon my face,
30652|And the night winds whisper, '_Julia_, _and_
30652|'_He was a man like a dead thing in his flesh_.'
30652|I will see the awful light of the sun
30652|Shining down on the faces of the dead,
30652|And the awful light of the sky on the dead.
30652|I will see the awful light of the sky
30652|And the awful light of the earth on the dead.
30652|And I will lie down in my sleeping sleep
30652|And the darkness will cover me like a sea
30652|Of dark waves, when the waves and the night are one.
30652|The earth and the sea and the sky are one,
30652|And a great wind will blow from the West
30652|Over the sea of stars and the sea of dreams.
30652|O mother, I will speak to you
30652|When the words have grown to be
30652|The words that you have taught me.
30652|O mother, the words will come
30652|
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30652|_Faintly_, through the rumbling pines I hear
30652|A long, slow tread, and a troubled face;
30652|And of the many noises around me
30652|The wind is blowing in my face.
30652|_Softly_, I hear, the water-nymphs come
30652|From the dim water-ways, and low and still
30652|The white-swan-silent nenuphars
30652|Swell the long silences.
30652|_Faintly_, through the rambling thickets
30652|The low green-white-swan flutters,
30652|And the first white lily-cups break from their boughs
30652|And drop to the ground, like leaves.
30652|The day is out of sight;
30652|The fields are all over lamplit.
30652|The wind is blowing in my face,
30652|And the white-swan-silent nenuphars
30652|All are filled with the light.
30652|Softly, I hear a song
30652|Of a bird, borne in a little boat
30652|Of white flowers, and white water.
30652|The little boat of the white swan
30652|Comes to her side and has a dream
30652|Of the day that is out of sight.
30652|The birds are flying to and fro;
30652|The leaves are blowing in the breeze;
30652|And the white-swan-silent nenuphars
30652|Dream of the day that is out of sight.
30652|The wind is blowing in my face,
30652|And the white-swan-silent nenuphars
30652|Dream of the day that is out of sight.
30652|Softly, I hear a voice
30652|That whispers me to do good,
30652|And to do what is right, and to love
30652|God, and God's will be done.
30652|And there is a Light, and there is a Hope
30652|And a little boat of the white swan,
30652|And the white-skirted nenuphars
30652|Dream
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30652|The world is a bird's-house in the air;
30652|Its windows are its wings.
30652|A little star is in the clear,
30652|That in a silver ring is driven
30652|Along the clear air.
30652|The stars of night are over me;
30652|I am a prisoner in my own
30652|Night, and the stars of night.
30652|The sun is a flame; its way is dark
30652|Through the yellow night,
30652|And all the stars of the night
30652|Prick on the sky.
30652|The stars of the night are over me;
30652|I am a slave
30652|To the wing of a strange black bird
30652|That is there.
30652|The stars of the night are over me;
30652|I am a slave
30652|To the wing of a strange black bird
30652|That is there.
30652|The moon is a silver sword; her way is deep
30652|Through the yellow night,
30652|And all the stars of the night
30652|Are sharpened on her head.
30652|The moon is a silver sword; her way is deep
30652|Through the yellow night,
30652|And all the stars of the night
30652|Are sharpened on her head.
30652|The sun is a giant dead; his great life-blood
30652|Is red and hot;
30652|And all the stars of the night
30652|Are glittering in his hair.
30652|The sun is a giant dead; his great life-blood
30652|Is red and hot;
30652|And all the stars of the night
30652|Are glittering in his hair.
30652|Come up here, you little boy
30652|That I made last night.
30652|I knew that you would come,
30652|For you have always been so
30652|So good, so sweet, to me.
30652|Come up here, you little boy
30652|That I made last night.
30652|I knew that you would come,
30652|For you have always been so sweet
30652|And good, so sweet to
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30652|I see the stony cradle shaking, and the infant
30652|That waits its mother's hand with silent face and grave,
30652|Like a new shadow on a fissure in the sky.
30652|I see the moulted lion that pillaged the flocks
30652|Of other days, and the weeping babe that came
30652|With plaints to weep for the broken breastplate,
30652|And the broken arms that were broken too.
30652|I see the groaning calf that lay in a broken crook,
30652|The shriek of the mighty lion; and I know
30652|That in the darkling land of Galilee
30652|Men mourned a broken crook, and a broken crot.
30652|The darkness drops again; and again I know
30652|That twenty centuries of stony sleep
30652|Had vexed to nightmare by rocking cradle,
30652|And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
30652|Slouishsed its slow thighs, while all about it
30652|Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
30652|Now I see the broken crook and the child
30652|That waits in silent prayer; and I know
30652|That in the darkling land of Galilee
30652|The mountains mourned a broken crot.
30652|I see the marvellous sword of the Lion
30652|That pierced the tribes of ancient time;
30652|I see the hands that were swift with the sword,
30652|And the great feet that were strong with the bow.
30652|I see the hand that was strong with the rod,
30652|And the great hands that were strong with the rod;
30652|I see the feet that were swift with the stride
30652|And the hands with the strength of the swift feet.
30652|I see the hands that were swift with the rod,
30652|And the great hands that were strong with the rod;
30652|I see the feet that were swift with the stride
30652|And the hands with the strength of the swift hands.
30652|I see the great feet with the strength of the rod;
30652|I see the great hands with the strength of the rod

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30652|For somewhere in the dusky road I see
30652|The shadow of a creature flitting past,
30652|Not of man's making, nor of woman's making,
30652|But of an ancient Mother: dimly she sees
30652|Her children's tawny hair, and her own head,
30652|Bowed with a long voice over the holy book.
30652|The Mother, fainting, frail, with a face of pain,
30652|Pants for the child that was her son; and then
30652|A pause of piteous silence; and a touch
30652|Of the great years is upon her, and she saith:
30652|(I know the word; for ever must it be.)
30652|O heart of mine, O hand of mine, is this
30652|The way of God? Has the child come to me?
30652|And I, who was a child and he a lion,
30652|Are parted as we never yet were wont to be.
30652|For I am weary of my weary life,
30652|And his weary heart is bowed to me;
30652|And he is weary of the labouring world,
30652|And my heart is weary of the rest.
30652|O weary heart, O weary soul, it is well;
30652|We are both tired of the ways of God.
30652|The fairies danced on the windy hills
30652|And danced in the shadowed wood,
30652|They were white as white, or like translucent snow.
30652|The mountains were green with life and light
30652|And the stars were like feet that trod
30652|In a dream on the highway high
30652|To the places they knew not of.
30652|They sang and sang, and all night long
30652|The green grass grew in the earth,
30652|And a green bird sung a song so sweet
30652|That all the hills woke and knew.
30652|The fairies danced and sang; but no song they made.
30652|For out of the darkness there came
30652|A pain, a joy, a joy not long,
30652|A joy that smote the night away
30652
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30652|The hills of the past are sitting under the night,
30652|With the hills of the future, watching the stars pass.
30652|Though the stars be grey and low, they are full of light,
30652|The hills of the past are full of a rising light,
30652|The hills of the future, full of a rising light.
30652|Like a great river rushing with rush and rush
30652|From the banks of the Past to the plains of the Future,
30652|Be the hills of the past, and the hills of the future
30652|Grow and press together, till they merge in one.
30652|With the hills of the past and the hills of the future
30652|The hills of the Past and the hills of the Future meet,
30652|But the hills of the Past are grey and low,
30652|And the hills of the Future lie heavy and deep.
30652|For the valleys are hollow, and the shore is hollow;
30652|And the valleys are hollow, and the hills are hollow,
30652|And the hills of the Past are heavy and low;
30652|And the sky of the future is like the sky of the past.
30652|Like a river running with rush and rush
30652|From the banks of the Past to the plains of the Future.
30652|And the hills of the Past and the hills of the Future meet,
30652|But the hills of the Past and the mountains of the Future
30652|Are each like a river, rushing with rush and rush
30652|From the banks of the Past to the plains of the Future.
30652|The past and the future lie ready to meet,
30652|And the long dark years are already together;
30652|The past and the future are waiting their fate;
30652|And the hills of the Past and the mountains of the Future
30652|Are each like a sword and a trumpet to meet.
30652|There is a land of the blood and the blood-warm,
30652|And the blood of the men and the blood of the strong;
30652|And the hills of the land are of the blood and blood-warm,
30652|And the blood of the men and the hills of the land.
30652|
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30652|'Twas a child's voice, and the darkness stirred,
30652|And suddenly I saw the Father of Heaven
30652|Standing by me, like a man possessed.
30652|"What, child," he said, "what, is it that thou dost
30652|Look on me so as though I were a child?
30652|Are not the evil angels all awake?
30652|I know thy father's face; I know thy mother.
30652|How could I have put forth my soul to thee,
30652|And made it a mask for evil deeds?
30652|O wretched child! O unhappy one!
30652|O foolish child! why dost thou thus grow mad?
30652|There is no evil in the world, I say;
30652|It is the wickedness of men that drives
30652|Him mad. O wretched child! O unhappy one!
30652|The holy angels are all awake;
30652|The children of Eve are all awake;
30652|The holy angels hear thy evil cry,
30652|And are awake too.
30652|Who would not sleep?
30652|O wretched child! O wretched one! O wretched one!
30652|The Holy Angels hear thee, and are awake;
30652|The holy angels are awake to-day;
30652|The holy angels lift their hands to heaven
30652|To hear thee; and the holy angels tell
30652|Thou shalt be born in the morning of light,
30652|And shalt sit down with God again;
30652|And the Lord of all the earth and sea and sky
30652|Will bless thee, and send angels to lead thee
30652|Through the fair days of heaven.
30652|'Tis a wicked world indeed!
30652|O wretched child! O wretched one! O wretched one!
30652|The Holy Angels hear thee, and are awake;
30652|The Holy Angels are all awake;
30652|The Holy Angels bear their heads about
30652|To lead thee through the world.
30652|Then to-night
30652|Thou shalt be born in hell, and they shall cast thee
30652|Among the rubbish and the night,
30652|And they shall hide
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30652|We have seen the smoke of a monstrous marriage
30652|Swept o'er the western sky. The consorts
30652|Of ancient hills, and her who is to be wedded
30652|Are fading away; and the far-off town
30652|Is built of the crags and torn by the winds
30652|Of storms and rasped by the waves.
30652|And now,
30652|The moon has parted her silver veil
30652|From the wild mists that were the clouds of night,
30652|And the dark sky is a part of the moon,
30652|And the hills are withering round her feet.
30652|Now I hear the roar of a wild beast
30652|That has sought the hills in the waste of the sea,
30652|And the sound of a creature that stalks by it
30652|In the night.
30652|Now I hear the sound of a single breast
30652|That is suffering from the pains of sorrow
30652|And the sound of a voice that is crying
30652|In the night.
30652|I see the spirit of a woman
30652|Who has borne a child and has borne again;
30652|And I see the form of a man who has seen
30652|Thee, and who has forsaken thee, and who
30652|Has found thee and made thee his own.
30652|And now,
30652|I see the face of the mother
30652|Who has borne a child, and has borne again,
30652|And the eyes of a woman who has seen thee
30652|And has heard thee in the night, and who
30652|Has known thee and made thee his own.
30652|The woman who has borne,
30652|And has borne again,
30652|And the woman who has heard thee
30652|And has seen thee in the night;
30652|And I see the face of the father
30652|Who has borne a child and has borne again,
30652|And the eyes of a woman who has heard thee
30652|And has known thee and made thee his own.
30652|And now,
30652|I see the form of the mother
30652|Who has borne
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30652|Farewell, O earth, farewell; the sun is gone down;
30652|Farewell, O air, farewell; the clouds have gone away;
30652|Farewell, O soul, farewell; the truth has come at last;
30652|But thou, O thou, the dark and silent earth,
30652|Dost thou remember me? O earth, farewell!
30652|Though I be all in the dark,
30652|I am sure of one thing,
30652|That the sun and the stars are not dead,
30652|Nor shall I see the sun again,
30652|Nor yet forget to sing
30652|Till the day is done.
30652|Till the day is done.
30652|In my heart the sun is ever burning,
30652|And I forget to sing;
30652|For the sun and the stars are not dead,
30652|Nor shall I see the sun again.
30652|I think on the ancient tales I read
30652|To comfort my sorrow;
30652|And I think that the far-off future
30652|Shall be better than this.
30652|The sun and the stars shall still be here
30652|When the day is done;
30652|And the soft new air shall be better
30652|Than the bitter old air.
30652|The birds and the flowers shall still be here,
30652|When the day is done;
30652|And the long new years be sweeter
30652|Than the last years were.
30652|And the stars and the suns shall still be here
30652|When the day is done;
30652|And life shall be brighter and sweeter
30652|Than death is to men.
30652|I think that the wind and the rain and the dew
30652|And the flowers and all things that live by rain
30652|Shall be here with me,
30652|And I shall forget to sing;
30652|And the morning shall be clearer and clearer
30652|Than the first day of day.
30652|For the first day of day
30652|I shall know that the wind and the rain and the dew
30652|And the
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30652|In the dark we sought
30652|A moon to bring
30652|To the sun-god's face
30652|A far-off light;
30652|And all night long
30652|We heard a dark
30652|The light-birds sang,
30652|But we found the sun-god's face
30652|Above the sea;
30652|And the light-birds sung
30652|Again to the sea-wind,
30652|And we found the sea-wind,
30652|And we heard the sea-wind
30652|Breathing soft sighs
30652|In the dark.
30652|It was the night of the night and the moon,
30652|And a thin light was in the blue of the sky;
30652|It was the night of the night and the night of the moon
30652|As it passes.
30652|It was the night of the night and the moon,
30652|And the stars shone in the white and the red;
30652|And in the grey and the red the moon-light was dim,
30652|And the stars shone in the white and the red.
30652|The air was full of the scent of blossoms white,
30652|And full of the sound of the surf on the shore;
30652|The sea-wind was in the misty blue of the sea,
30652|And the sea-wind was in the misty sea.
30652|The stars shone in the misty blue of the sky,
30652|The sea-wind in the misty blue;
30652|And the moon lay sleeping in the glow of the sea,
30652|And the moon lay sleeping in the sea.
30652|The stars shone in the misty blue of the sky,
30652|And the sea-wind in the misty blue;
30652|And the sea-light woke the starlight in the stars,
30652|And the stars woke in the starlight sea.
30652|The moon was gazing in the sky at night,
30652|And a dream of beauty fell on her face;
30652|The moon was gazing in the sky at night,
30652|And the stars were gazing in the sky;
30652|And
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30652|The sky is wide, the night is dead,
30652|And the sea shudders.
30652|There is a darkness in the dawn
30652|That beats on the distant sea;
30652|A darkness of that dawn that beats
30652|Where the old days beat.
30652|I have seen the dead things of the day
30652|That have made the day dead;
30652|The dead grey shapes of men in war,
30652|I have seen them, men that have lived,
30652|And all is fair.
30652|The lights of the world are very far
30652|And the night is very dead;
30652|But the world is dead, the night is very far
30652|And the sea shudders.
30652|There are two gates of the tomb,
30652|O gate of death and death,
30652|That the blind earth faces;
30652|One is a gate of days
30652|When the stars and the nights are too long
30652|To be remembered.
30652|And the other gate is one
30652|That slips to the left
30652|Where the suns and the stars go by
30652|In a glory of flame.
30652|We were half-witnesses to death,
30652|We that should see no more;
30652|We that had thought death everywhere
30652|When it seemed to be everywhere.
30652|We were half-witnesses to death,
30652|We that should see no more;
30652|We that had thought death everywhere
30652|When it seemed to be everywhere.
30652|We were half-witnesses to life,
30652|We that should see no more;
30652|We that had thought life everywhere
30652|When it seemed to be everywhere.
30652|We were half-witnesses to death,
30652|We that should see no more;
30652|We that had thought life everywhere
30652|When it seemed to be everywhere.
30652|We were half-witnesses to life,
30652|We that should see no more;
30652|We that had thought life everywhere
30652|When it seemed to be everywhere.
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30652|All things seem shaken from the grip of the earth,
30652|To crumble at her feet.
30652|What though no earthquake falls?
30652|The earth holds fast, for all things stumble
30652|As though for the earth a heaven were found,
30652|And nothing remains but the stone of the cradle
30652|To shake and slouch and sound.
30652|The darkness falls; and yet this thing
30652|Is lying on its side like a pale fish
30652|The moon has clasped and drawn to its breast
30652|And dashed her glassy face against.
30652|There is no body; the whole place is
30652|A little part of what is not;
30652|A little part of that sleep that was
30652|When the great world was a little child;
30652|A little part of that rest that is
30652|That is now; a little part of this
30652|That will be when all these centuries
30652|Lulled to some faint-hearted dream.
30652|The hour is breaking in the east;
30652|We know the crimson trail of smoke
30652|That is fast flaying up the hill;
30652|The blood-red flame that is ready,
30652|Like some faint-hearted dream to die,
30652|Stands in the sky, and will not fade,
30652|It does not burn out; and there is
30652|No one at hand to hinder us
30652|Who know that we are coming near
30652|To some great mystery of time,
30652|That is broken in the earth
30652|And yet is ready to go forth.
30652|The grey dawn breaks, and still the sea
30652|Tempts us to rise and wander forth
30652|And know that we are coming near
30652|To some great mystery of time.
30652|The morning broke upon the trees
30652|And the wind went sighing over them;
30652|They stirred, and I was glad to hear
30652|It, for as one who sighs in pain
30652|I smiled on them, and they were still.
30652|The first white ray came over them;
30652|They seemed
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30652|Is this the cradle? Then, like a rocking cradle
30652|I start to watch; the doors of the mountains swing
30652|And the old mountain mountains reel and sway
30652|With the swaying of the feet of the man;
30652|And I know that what I never can know
30652|I never can find out, I never can know.
30652|Yet, as I follow, over all the hills
30652|I see the rocking cradle of a man,
30652|But where is that the cradle is of man?
30652|Nay, where the cradle is of God I see
30652|As a jostle with the sky to his face,
30652|As a wheel with wheels of blue and white
30652|In a dark procession, to the end of the world;
30652|And where the cradle is of God I see
30652|As a bell in a church that I know well;
30652|And I know that what I never can know
30652|I never can find out, I never can find out.
30652|_No, I shall never find out,
30652|Never find out of this maze,
30652|Never find out where the star
30652|That is the end of all things,
30652|And the beginning of the heavens,
30652|And the beginning of the eyes,
30652|And the beginning of the feet,
30652|Is the star that is the moon,
30652|The dim beginning of the heavens,
30652|The dim beginning of the feet._
30652|_The star that is the moon,
30652|The dim beginning of the heavens,
30652|The dim beginning of the feet._
30652|_The dawning of the star,
30652|The dim beginning of the heavens,
30652|The star that is the moon._
30652|_The moon and the star,
30652|The star that is the moon._
30652|_The dawning of the star,
30652|The dim beginning of the heavens,
30652|The star that is the moon._
30652|_The moon and the star,
30652|The star that is the moon._
30652|_The dawning of the star
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30652|So, as I walked in the world, I heard the echo
30652|Of things that had been, and things that must be.
30652|Not the strange words that have no echo in Rome,
30652|The roar of a far-off seaside, the thud
30652|Of a fierce thunder, the cry of a flaming star;
30652|But the last tremulous echoes of the world,
30652|And the great drums beating its morning drum.
30652|What need to be in Rome? The city's filled
30652|With the tide of the sea; the rose of the sun
30652|Is blown over the city; the waves that the white
30652|White looms of the city are surging against;
30652|In the grandeurs of the city the echoes
30652|Of the past are ringing, the roar of a far-off sea,
30652|The long night of the ages, the long, long nights,
30652|The cry of a wind and the cry of a storm.
30652|What need to be in Rome? The city's filled
30652|With the breath of the sun; the white banners of Rome
30652|Are flowing out to the sea; the Roman state
30652|Is bowing, while the winds of the world are beating,
30652|Like the heart of the world beating for fame;
30652|The kings of the world are marching in the sun,
30652|And the great drums beating their morning drum.
30652|The life of the earth is a little breath,
30652|It is like the breath of a little child;
30652|The air is a little breath, and the stars
30652|Are little breath of the winds of the world.
30652|The air is a little breath, and the stars
30652|Are little breath of the winds of the world.
30652|The stars are a little breath, and the rain
30652|Is a little breath of the wind of the world;
30652|The rain is a little breath, and the sea
30652|Is a little breath of the wind of the world.
30652|The rain is a little breath, and the sea
30652|Is a little breath of the winds of the world.
30652|The
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30652|This is the fearful birth, the cradle rocking,
30652|The rocking cradle of the thing that one day
30652|Shall slouch and slouch and slouch and slouch and slouch
30652|Upon the old dead body of a man.
30652|It was the dark and the night,
30652|And the creaking of the trees,
30652|And the soft voice of the wind,
30652|And the long, soft light of the sun.
30652|It was the dark and the night,
30652|And the sound of the waves
30652|And the white faces of the flowers.
30652|There are many a flower that grows
30652|By the stone wall of the old man's grave,
30652|With its slender stem and the white white flowers,
30652|There are many a flower that grows
30652|By the stone wall of the old man's grave.
30652|And when the spring comes round
30652|With the scent of the winds,
30652|And the children climb the stone wall
30652|And look at the dark faces of flowers,
30652|There are many a flower that grows
30652|By the stone wall of the old man's grave.
30652|There are many a flower that grows
30652|By the stone wall of the old man's grave
30652|Through the dark and the rain,
30652|There are many a flower that grows
30652|By the stone wall of the old man's grave.
30652|There are many a flower that grows
30652|By the stone wall of the old man's grave,
30652|In the garden of the old man's house
30652|By the light of the moon.
30652|There are many a flower that grows
30652|By the stone wall of the old man's grave.
30652|Many a garden, in the old man's garden
30652|Where the children climb the stone wall
30652|And look at the dark faces of flowers.
30652|It is the night of the years,
30652|And a night of dreams,
30652|And there is light on the waters
30652|As of visions,
30652|And the wind is soft as a woman's hand,
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30652|I know that on the mountain-top is heard
30652|A scream of a child that shall never be;
30652|I know that beneath the ice-crusted sky
30652|There is no dawn. I know that by the road
30652|The cries of a dead people rise above,
30652|And that the hour is long. I know that no
30652|Other answer can be found.
30652|If I could take
30652|My finger and draw circles with it round
30652|The world's confusion, and make circles clear,
30652|I might be able
30652|To call to mind some lost or lost to find
30652|Some lost among the dead,
30652|Who dwell asleep in the mist of things and men.
30652|I know that if I would but add the circle
30652|Which bounds the night, I might be made all whole
30652|And whole again.
30652|I know that if I could draw
30652|The infinite bodies of night, and draw to light
30652|The things that have no light, I might be made
30652|To live again.
30652|I know that if I could take
30652|A winged shaft of song, I might be made free
30652|From the drag of silence and the sundering gloom
30652|And the pale and awful shape of men's shame
30652|And woe.
30652|I know that if I could give
30652|All these things back, and set them in their place
30652|With the fairest and most beautiful of all,
30652|I might be made whole.
30652|_The gate of Hell is open wide;
30652|I am free, O Time, and I go
30652|Where the far things go.
30652|I am the old man of the years;
30652|I shall sit on the gate and wait
30652|For the dark ones to come in.
30652|I shall go by and I shall say
30652|"Come out, O Shadows, and be men;
30652|Let your tread be as the feet
30652|Of the one that is to be!"_
30652|_I shall sit in the dark with the
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30652|So, gazing up at the window, I think
30652|Of the stony cradle, and how out of the grave
30652|A world of wan shadows with long eyes
30652|Is creeping in. The air is full of the crows
30652|That roost upon the stumps of the long-toothed
30652|Black ash-trees, and I can hear their hooting
30652|As they go roosting in the dawn.
30652|The light of the moon is wan, and the stars
30652|Are tremulous as the lily's hands at the moon.
30652|The moon has risen; the stars are all eager
30652|To tell the time, and the dawn is full of
30652|Rain-shadows; the sun's face is as red as
30652|A blood-red poppy.
30652|The wind goes sobbing up the empty street,
30652|The wind is full of the sobbing and sobbing
30652|Of long wails and heavy sighs,
30652|Of great wails and heavy sighs,
30652|And I hear the young children crying for their
30652|First-borns, and their little dead cheeks,
30652|And their hands, and their hearts breaking.
30652|The wind is full of the sobbing and sobbing
30652|Of the grey-hooded nights and the windy nights;
30652|The wind is full of the sobbing and sobbing
30652|Of the old time and the old hearts, and the
30652|old hands that are sobbing.
30652|And the children, sobbing, sob in the dusk,
30652|And the old hands that are sobbing, sob in
30652|The dusk of the darkness, and the dew of
30652|The moon, and the sobbing of the wind.
30652|The wind is full of the sobbing and sobbing
30652|Of the grey-hooded nights and the windy nights;
30652|The wind is full of the sobbing and sobbing
30652|Of the old time and the old hearts, and the sobbing
30652|Of the wind of the dead time.
30652|And I hear the old children
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30652|The rattle of a tent-rope in the wind
30652|Is as a face, close against which I see
30652|A face that looks at me and seems to say:
30652|"What hast thou done?"
30652|Now the great sun comes up, and over me
30652|The great stars are bigger than the tent-rope.
30652|A little moon comes shining down the wind
30652|From out the sky to mark a grave for me.
30652|I know the place, it is the valley of the rivers.
30652|I feel the blood in my veins
30652|In the old way, as though I had been there,
30652|Of being in love with people,
30652|And people with me in love.
30652|I know the iron in my heart,
30652|The heart that loves, that cries, that clings,
30652|The breast that is an iron, and the eyes
30652|That are eyes in a breast, and the feet
30652|That are feet in a place.
30652|I know the meaning of the cliffs,
30652|The cliff where the high trees stand in line,
30652|The mountain-top where the clouds are,
30652|And the high mountains, the mountains, the mountains,
30652|The old great mountains, the old great mountains.
30652|And the great flowers, the flower-gods, the flower-goddesses,
30652|The moon and the sun and the stars,
30652|And the flowers that wear their hair in brocades.
30652|I know the hills and the valleys and the towns,
30652|The high hills where the clouds are, the valleys where the valleys,
30652|And the hills of the fields where the fields are,
30652|And the hills and the valleys of the farms.
30652|I know the thought of the hill-dwellers,
30652|And the hills and the valleys, and the towns,
30652|And the minds of the people.
30652|I know the hands and the feet of the people
30652|And the minds and the hills and the dales,
30652|And the fields where the work is done.
30652
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30652|From the white sand of the desert I hear
30652|A horseman's voice: "I am God!"
30652|I am God, and I am hungry for your feet,
30652|I am God, and I am weary of the sky,
30652|I am God, and I am weary of the sea;
30652|The world is wide to me, and God is not.
30652|I am God, and I am weary of your hair,
30652|I am God, and I am weary of your eyes,
30652|I am God, and I am weary of your hands.
30652|The moon is shining in the sky;
30652|You are God, and I am weary of the stars;
30652|The moon is shining in the sky,
30652|The red sun shimmers in the sky,
30652|And the stars are laughing in the sky.
30652|The moon is shining in the sky;
30652|You are God, and I am weary of the skies;
30652|The moon is shining in the sky,
30652|The rain is falling in the sky,
30652|And the stars are weeping in the sky.
30652|The moon is shining in the sky;
30652|You are God, and I am weary of the earth;
30652|The moon is shining in the sky,
30652|And I have loved you too long.
30652|The rain is falling in the sky;
30652|The sky is weeping in the sky;
30652|And the stars are weeping in the sky.
30652|O you are God, and I am weary of the earth,
30652|I am God, and I am weary of the skies;
30652|The sky is dark, and God is far away,
30652|The rain is falling in the sky,
30652|The stars are crying in the sky.
30652|The sky is dark, and God is far away;
30652|The rain is falling in the sky;
30652|And the stars are crying in the sky.
30652|You are God, and I am weary of the world,
30652|I am God, and I am weary of the stars;
30652|I am God, and
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30652|But now the lightning flashes; and the air
30652|Stirs, as with wrath of God, with wings of sand.
30652|The movement is as of a creeping shadow;
30652|The starry raiment of the starry sea
30652|That tears the shore in four to meet the stars
30652|Is torn away and slouches in the sea.
30652|The life-stream comes; and I, its paean-song,
30652|Lifted my head and see the utter void,
30652|The island of God, the desert without breath.
30652|(The Prince of Hell)
30652|The Prince of Hell, in the hellish place,
30652|Lifts up his hands to the great Father's face,
30652|And, weeping, cries, "Hail, thou art lord of all;
30652|Hail, Hail, thou only Son of God,
30652|He who smote the serpent with thy lightning
30652|And wrought the Serpent's destruction.
30652|"I see a face like mine that is neither
30652|Sinner nor saint; I see a countenance
30652|Of great divinity with all its terrors
30652|And sorrows, which the high God hath concealed
30652|From me. For thou, O God, art all in all
30652|Thy love and all thy glory, and I am
30652|But a poor wandering image in thine image,
30652|A picture in thy heaven."
30652|He stirs his feet
30652|And falls back on the ground, a little cry,
30652|A little sob, and the Prince of Hell
30652|Crouches nearer to the earth and speaks:--
30652|"Even as thou sayest, thou knowest not
30652|What make thou say, but thou knowest indeed
30652|The whole of my being; and it is
30652|My misery that has made me so.
30652|"Thy words are all a deception, Prince,
30652|Thou shalt not yet have faith in me
30652|Until thou takest the whole of me.
30652|"The dragon-shapes that torment me
30652|Are
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30652|And I remember how the morning sea
30652|Rolled in a cloud upon the island's breast,
30652|And how a crowd of starry shapes and horns
30652|Stood waiting by the gilded door of Bethlehem,
30652|And flung down the doors of light and prayer.
30652|Ah, many things I have seen! And many times
30652|I've slept with my head in my hands, and dreamed
30652|In sleep of sounds and dreams, and in my sleep
30652|Have laid awake and heard the stars and sea.
30652|And, lo, I have laid awake and heard
30652|The bells of Bethlehem ringing yet!
30652|And lo, I have heard, on a stone in the tomb,
30652|A little stone that said: _My Lord and my God!_
30652|And I have read, on a stone in the wall,
30652|This message written in the white: _My God! My God!_
30652|And I have heard in the moans of men afar
30652|The sound of their agony in the night.
30652|For I have seen the heavens opened wide
30652|In their great silence, and the stars unfolded
30652|In their calm splendour, and the ocean rolled
30652|To the voice of the great ocean-shout.
30652|The echo of the bells is in my heart,
30652|And the sound of the bells fills my soul with fear
30652|And hungering for the darkness of the grave.
30652|O I am weary of the silence of life;
30652|I am weary of the battle-plain;
30652|I am weary of the grey and grey,
30652|And weary of the mad-man's chant.
30652|The children of men have died asleep
30652|And their soul is restless and wild
30652|And it wants the dear, strange peace of death
30652|And the silence of the sleeping sea.
30652|One, all, have gone to the world of men,
30652|With stars that in the dawn and sea
30652|Are lit to the one star above them
30652|And the white moon with its silver face
30652|And the sun with light
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30652|The blind man of Nazareth
30652|Held on the narrow road of the Iron Gate,
30652|Watching, always watching,
30652|The thick great shadows draw,
30652|And the dark night go up;
30652|And he heard the sound of the waters in his ears
30652|Singing to the springs
30652|That were his own heart's springs;
30652|Saw the high stars grow clear
30652|Where the shining air was cloud;
30652|Saw the green waves, and the wild birds' broad wings,
30652|And the thin wind of the night,
30652|And the moon, and the pale stars.
30652|The blind man of Nazareth
30652|Saw the night wind blow;
30652|Saw the stars go down,
30652|And the light of the moon rise;
30652|Heard the night wind sing;
30652|Heard the night birds cry;
30652|The stars go out of the sky;
30652|The night was gray before that;
30652|The night is grayer yet.
30652|There are no birds in the green trees;
30652|There are no leaves in the green trees;
30652|The moon is like a sword in the sky;
30652|The moon is gray in the sky.
30652|The white stars sleep in the sky;
30652|The night wind softly blows;
30652|The stars sleep in the sky;
30652|The night wind softly blows.
30652|The white stars sleep in the sky;
30652|The night wind softly sleeps;
30652|The night wind softly sleeps.
30652|The gray birds, the gray birds,
30652|The night wind's silent;
30652|He bends the white stars low;
30652|He sings the stars to sleep.
30652|The gray birds, the gray birds,
30652|The night wind's quiet;
30652|He keeps the stars awake.
30652|The gray birds, the gray birds,
30652|The night wind's silent,
30652|He sings the stars to sleep.
30652|The night wind sleeps in the sky;
30652|The stars sleep in
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30652|But, too, the stony silence breaks and shakes
30652|Against my heart; and, lo! in the bleak sand
30652|A face I shall never see again!
30652|To-day the Christ is born of Mary's milk,
30652|With the bells of Bethlehem playing at his feet.
30652|His mother is the Virgin Mary's daughter,
30652|And the Christ is the Christ who has come back to Earth,
30652|With a smile on his lips and a tear in his eye.
30652|The Christ who is to come, a little child,
30652|Himself a little child of fire;
30652|He comes, a little child, and his mother is the Virgin Mary's daughter.
30652|The Christ who is to come, with his mother's face,
30652|Comes up in the womb to be born;
30652|The Christ, who is to come, with his mother's eyes,
30652|Is born with the light of Heaven.
30652|The Christ, who is to come, with his mother's hands,
30652|Is born without a stitch of linen,
30652|And Christ, who is to come, without linen,
30652|Is born without a stitch of linen.
30652|The Christ, who is to come, with his mother's hair,
30652|Is born without a touch of linen,
30652|And Christ, who is to come, with his mother's hair,
30652|Is born with the gold of Heaven.
30652|The Christ, who is to come, with his mother's face,
30652|Is born without a root of earth,
30652|And Christ, who is to come, without linen,
30652|Is born without a root of earth.
30652|The Christ, who is to come, with his mother's eyes,
30652|Is born with a kiss of Heaven,
30652|And Christ, who is to come, without linen,
30652|Is born with a kiss of Heaven.
30652|In the creeks of the river, by the feet of the grass,
30652|I saw three ships: and in the midst of the midst stood the Queen.
30652|She looked from the deep of the sacred
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30652|So I have seen, and it has been so long,
30652|And the faithlessness of the thing so strange,
30652|And the drear pale infirmities that came of it,
30652|And the scroful dreams of all the centuries
30652|That died when I looked on it,--I know
30652|That the Second Coming is at hand.
30652|The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out,
30652|When I see a sudden figure, like a child
30652|Who meets the sky and a giant hand
30652|Flap over the gaunt stone walls of the walled city
30652|And looks at me with such a sad old gaze,
30652|And walks away and the walled city goes
30652|As if it had seen a great wind pass.
30652|I have seen it go; and the old days of it
30652|Have risen up in my memory, and I know
30652|The great old barge with the false sea-green sails,
30652|And the old grey land-breezes on the lea;
30652|And the great old walls of the walled city
30652|Look down upon me, and the people's eyes
30652|Are closed in a great sleep of the old grey days.
30652|And I think that the Second Coming is at hand,
30652|And I know that the Second Coming is at hand,
30652|And it is a face that I shall never meet,
30652|And a face that looks at me with a great white gaze
30652|Like a child whose head is bowed
30652|In the silence of the sea,
30652|And who lies down to weep.
30652|So I have seen, and it has been so long,
30652|And the beauty of all the beauty of the world
30652|Has fallen on me and I know the great old barge
30652|With the false sea-green sails, and the old grey sea-green houses,
30652|And the great old walls of the walled city,
30652|And the great old barge with the false sea-green sails.
30652|And the ancient bells of the old grey city
30652|Whistling
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30652|But where is he?
30652|No one knows,
30652|No one knows where the Great Prince of the dark is gone.
30652|Why do I linger, stumbling at the dark?
30652|Why do I harken at the feet of Fear
30652|To hear his voice, and see his wrinkled face,
30652|And know that He has come again to keep
30652|The Sabbath of the people?
30652|For in the dark
30652|Loud runs the wind against the sand, and, through the night,
30652|The tides run over the earth to the sea;
30652|And from the dark
30652|A thousand things come forth to stir the world.
30652|It is the dark of Eternity.
30652|The sea with its endless variety
30652|Of spray and foam,
30652|And over the land and over the sea
30652|A thousand kings are setting out to do
30652|A thing for love, a thing for beauty,
30652|The work of death.
30652|And one is sailing across the sea
30652|To seek a pearl, and one is riding
30652|Upon the crest of a huge ship
30652|And one is sailing at the end of the day
30652|For a pearl and a warrior.
30652|And one is going to a strange land
30652|Where sands are very swift and there are no roads,
30652|And there are no ships.
30652|And one is dying,
30652|And one is waking and thinking of love
30652|And one is being borne along on the sea
30652|On a ship that goes.
30652|And one is going forth on a road unknown
30652|And one is dying, and one is being borne
30652|Along on the sand.
30652|(Written in the Spring and Summer, after a visit to
30652|The twilight of the future is like a great rose,
30652|The morning is like a boat on a sea
30652|That is going somewhere, without a guide.
30652|The roses that bloom in the evening sky
30652|Are like the green buds of the future,
30652|For they are like the sudden sunshine

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30652|Or wherefore is that rocking cradle seen
30652|By that new-born child?--it is not in the mire;
30652|The world is full of noise, and the old world hears.
30652|How can the child in the rocking cradle be?
30652|The world is full of noise, and no one hears.
30652|No one, I pray?--I am safe from all.
30652|A white-faced moon of silence creeps across
30652|The earth; the stars look up. Do they see?
30652|Are there no signs of life upon the sand?
30652|The sea-horses leap and leap and leap.
30652|Are the red sea-pearls touched with fire of fire?
30652|The sea-pearls shout and shout. The sea-gulls fly
30652|Away to the great red sky, the star-birds soar
30652|Till they are lost in the sky. The fishers go
30652|To the great red sky, the sea-pearls seek in vain
30652|The great red sky, the fishers say: "We may not."
30652|Then up and down the sea-beach, the sea-gulls fly
30652|Like white-winged white mist. The fishers say:
30652|"We may not have peace till we have seen that star."
30652|Then up and down the sea-beach, the sea-gulls fly
30652|Like white-winged white mist. The fishers say:
30652|"We may not have peace till we have seen that star."
30652|So the sea-gulls are gone; and the sea-pearls fly
30652|Like white-winged white mist, and they go away
30652|Across the great red sky. And all the dead
30652|Are gone; and none are left to look on these
30652|Blind earth, with all her blue-winged snow.
30652|And he who was first of men to set his foot
30652|On the dark shores of the sea, and run his knee
30652|In the foam, and he is first of men to die.
30652|The sea
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30652|What is the earth, that of the moving earth
30652|The changing sons of men shall change and speak?
30652|I see the future, and the worst of things
30652|Are drawing near and drawing nigh, and so
30652|The night grows dark and the stars are dim.
30652|(Takes a long glass of wine, and turns a page.)
30652|As a greyhound with his nose in the earth
30652|Stares with fixed eyes at the very stone
30652|That he and his companions have trod,
30652|So I, watching the great face of the grave,
30652|Like a poor greyhound, look for the stone.
30652|At last I hear a whrumbling, and a cry,
30652|And on the desert I see a crook
30652|And the face of a man.
30652|Then I cry to God,
30652|That I may see him come forth in his place,
30652|And gaze at the face that I have seen,
30652|And the grave that he has trod.
30652|The silence is broken by a cry,
30652|A cry of pain from the face that he has seen;
30652|And the stone is turned into a crook,
30652|And I am on the desert now.
30652|(Takes another cup of wine.)
30652|But the eyes of the man are still there,
30652|And his lips are moved;
30652|And his mouth is lifted to the stone
30652|And his face is in the sky.
30652|And as I look down on him with my glass
30652|I think of the great, unvanishable things
30652|The man will see, and the great unvanishable things
30652|The man has seen.
30652|And then a great swift crook;
30652|And the man's head drags back to the desert
30652|And the face is out of the sky.
30652|The man and the crook are both gone;
30652|And the stone is turned into a red-winged hawk;
30652|And I am on the desert now.
30652|And as I turn the page
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30652|Lo! the great rocking cradle stirs once more
30652|In the vast emptiness of the night:
30652|What is it stirs?--it is the morning star,
30652|Riding out thro' the universe,
30652|Crying for all mankind to rise,
30652|To wake, and see and sing!
30652|And in the sky the stars rise out
30652|Like torches in the darkness.
30652|The stars are only children,
30652|The sky is only water:
30652|The stars are only children,
30652|The sky is only water.
30652|And in the sky the sky-lark
30652|Sees the black shadow of the grave,
30652|Sees the black grave of the world.
30652|The sky is only water;
30652|The sky is only water.
30652|And in the sky the sky-star
30652|Sits and calls on the empty air
30652|To come to him in its need.
30652|The sky is only water;
30652|The sky is only water.
30652|The sky is only water:
30652|The sky is only water.
30652|The sky is only water:
30652|The sky is only water.
30652|And in the sky the sky-lark
30652|Sits and cries for all to rise,
30652|To rise and sing and sing!
30652|The stars are only children,
30652|The sky is only water;
30652|The stars are only children,
30652|The sky is only water.
30652|The stars are only water-maidens
30652|In the clouds and the glooms of night;
30652|The stars are only water-maidens
30652|In the clouds and the glooms of night.
30652|The stars are only children
30652|Who live in the sky of dreams:
30652|Who live in the sky of dreams
30652|Where there is no night,
30652|And the dawning is a mirthful day
30652|With the stars for company.
30652|The stars are only children,
30652|The sky is only water;
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30652|O wandering vision, thou art come to me
30652|To tell me of a vision long since gone,
30652|And which alone can make me remember it
30652|With memory of sun-lit streams and grass,
30652|Of the great heavens and the serene blue skies,
30652|Of the great sky-larks on the windless hills,
30652|Of the winds that whistle and the stars that gleam,
30652|Of the moon-light on the hills and mountains dark,
30652|Of the sunset and the star-light, and the rain
30652|Crowned and crowned with a hill of myriads suns,
30652|The hill of myriads hills.
30652|O wandering vision, thou art come to me
30652|To tell me how the stars in heaven are lit
30652|In the very light that the rain crowns with dew,
30652|And the suns and hills in the skies are lit
30652|In the very light of the hills.
30652|O wandering vision, thou art come to me
30652|To tell me of the very hills of my dream,
30652|And how the hills are made of the very hills,
30652|And the dew, and the hill, and the sky, and the stars,
30652|Are made of the very hills.
30652|O wandering vision, thou art come to me
30652|To tell me how the stars are lit in the night,
30652|And the dew, and the night, and the hills, and the skies,
30652|Are made of the very dew, and the hills.
30652|O wandering vision, thou art come to me
30652|To tell me how the hills are all in the fire,
30652|And the dew, and the hill, and the sky, and the hills,
30652|Are made of the very fire, and the hills.
30652|O wandering vision, thou art come to me
30652|To tell me of the hills of my dream and mine,
30652|And all the flowers, and the flowers, and the flowers,
30652|Are made of the very flowers.
30652|O wandering vision, thou art come to me
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30652|I know that in the midst of this great terror
30652|There is a second mystery in it.
30652|And therefore I sing, not as a poet
30652|Who waxes old and passes from earth,
30652|But only for the future, whose very breath
30652|Is tumultuous with a sudden joy;
30652|For the Unknown, and the Grief beyond time
30652|Are linked together in this music.
30652|I sing of the Light, the Light that's in the room;
30652|I sing of the Light that's in the sky,
30652|Of the Light that's in the waters, the Light that's in the sea,
30652|Of the Light that's in the dust, of the Light that's in the soil.
30652|I sing of the Light that's in the whole world,
30652|The Light that's in the people of a town;
30652|Of the Light that's in the garden, the Light that's in the vine,
30652|The Light that's in the house, the Light that's in the hall;
30652|Of the Light that's in the lamp-case, the Light that's in the case,
30652|The Light that's in the grave, the Light of the world;
30652|I sing of the Light, I sing of the Light that's in the room;
30652|I sing of the Light that's in the sky,
30652|Of the Light that's in the waters, the Light that's in the sea,
30652|Of the Light that's in the dust, of the Light that's in the soil.
30652|I sing of the Light, I sing of the Light that's in the room;
30652|I sing of the Light that's in the sky,
30652|Of the Light that's in the people of a town;
30652|Of the Light that's in the garden, the Light that's in the vine,
30652|The Light that's in the grave, the Light of the world;
30652|And I go and I sing of the Light,
30652|That's in the Spirit of a man,
30652|That's in the glass of God,
30652|And the great sky-line I go by,
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30652|_We have seen many sights in the time since we went out_
30652|_To the river-ranches. We have seen many things_
30652|_But the one thing we never shall forget is_
30652|_That the hills were always there; and the cows--_
30652|_That the red cows! They were always there!_
30652|The hills are there now and they never shall go,
30652|The cows--the cows!--that were always there!
30652|The hills are there now, and they never shall go;
30652|But the sight of the hills is the truth.
30652|I could go back to my ranch and keep the cows,
30652|And the hills would never come back.
30652|_And I never shall go back to my ranch,_
30652|_And I never shall come back,_
30652|_And I never shall come back to my ranch,_
30652|_And I never shall forget,_
30652|_That the hills are always there; and the cows--_
30652|_That the red cows! They were always there!_
30652|I could go back to my ranch and keep the cows,
30652|And the hills would never come back,_
30652|_And I never shall come back to my ranch,_
30652|_And I never shall forget,_
30652|_That the hills are always there; and the cows--_
30652|_That the red cows! They were always there!_
30652|I could go back to my ranch, and shut the cows,
30652|And the hills would never come back,_
30652|_And I never would come back to my ranch_
30652|_And I never would come back to my ranch,_
30652|_And I never shall come back to my ranch,_
30652|_For I never shall forget,_
30652|_For I never shall come back to my ranch,_
30652|_For I never shall forget,_
30652|_For I never shall come back to my ranch,_
30652|_That the hills are always there; and the cows--_
30652|_That the red cows! They
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30652|O why do we strive to fill our days
30652|With beauty? Is it to beget
30652|More wonder, more life, more ages of gloom?
30652|Why do we strive to form our lives
30652|In mystic ecstasy, and dream
30652|Beyond our senses, that we are not bare
30652|Of spirit and of life and of sense,
30652|Sick of the world and its folly,
30652|Sick of the world's desire and thirst?
30652|It is to fashion life and death
30652|In clouds of smoke and of of cloud of breath.
30652|Ah, why of all we live and die
30652|Must we make only one thing, that which is pain?
30652|It is because of a need that fills
30652|Our souls with sorrow, and dulls
30652|Our spirits with despair;
30652|Because of a desire that we may be
30652|The children of the wind and the wind's desire,
30652|The children of the wind that sweep
30652|The fields and break the trees.
30652|That we may make our life sweet,
30652|And music in the air,
30652|And in the silence the great sky
30652|Lulling our mortal cares.
30652|Because of a need that is a curse,
30652|A curse that would be all,
30652|And cruel, and cruel, and cruel,
30652|To have the need denied.
30652|Because of an unfallen joy
30652|That is the fruit of a flame
30652|That has ripened and grown warm and strong
30652|To build a stronger house.
30652|Because of the infinite sorrow
30652|That makes our life a life of pain,
30652|And this world of darkness and death,
30652|Because of an endless pain.
30652|And a slow, sad, and weary pain
30652|That will not die away,
30652|But rise in everlasting bloom,
30652|And be renewed with the rain.
30652|Because we have gone mad with a dream
30652|Of pain, that makes us seem
30652|Like things of chaos, and dead,
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30652|_From the French Translations:_
30652|The morning broke and the morning dawned,
30652|And there was a mighty darkness in the air,
30652|And I was bewildered, though I knew
30652|That it was the night and the darkness came first.
30652|The dawn was white, the dawn was gold,
30652|And I was lost like a lost thing, and I cried,
30652|"I am a thing in a world of things,
30652|And the world is a world and the things a throng,
30652|And the throng is a world and the throng is a throng."
30652|I woke and the world was a deep and still place
30652|And the dawn was pale and the sky was blue,
30652|And I said, "I shall go on a-throb
30652|And the world is a thrush with a song to sing."
30652|But I woke and the world was a hectic thing
30652|And the dawn was gold and the sky was red,
30652|And I cried, "I will get me a gun and go
30652|And the world is a hunting horse and I shall kill
30652|And the world is a fox with a bone in its mouth."
30652|I woke and the world was a rocking boat,
30652|And the dawn was red and the sky was blue,
30652|And I cried, "I shall go a-sailing on
30652|And the world is a thunder-cloud and I shall hear
30652|What the sky will do when the sun is out of the sky."
30652|But I woke and the world was a rope of light
30652|And the dawn was gold and the sky was red,
30652|And I cried, "I will fall and the world is a lion
30652|And I will rip him with my teeth and crush him and tear him
30652|And I will swallow him and the world is a cave
30652|And the lion will wail and the cave is the sky."
30652|I woke and the world was a roaring sea
30652|And the dawn was black and the sky was blue,
30652|And I cried, "I shall swim and the
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30652|I have been dreaming that the world was a cradle
30652|Of things, and that the world was a rock.
30652|I have been dreaming that the world was a cradle
30652|Of man; but now I know the world is a cradle
30652|Of thoughts, and that the thoughts of the world are a tide,
30652|A silver wave, which in the cold seas of sleep
30652|Sails up the deeps of Heaven, and I know
30652|The world is a rock and men are rock.
30652|I have been dreaming that the world was a cradle
30652|Of things and that the things of the world were thoughts;
30652|But now I know, in no mere immensity
30652|Of deep eternity, is that the rock
30652|That slouches from the sun. I have been dreaming
30652|That in some far-off time the world was a cradle
30652|Of something that was not the world; but this
30652|I know.
30652|I have been dreaming that a world was a cradle
30652|Of things and that a world was a rock.
30652|But now I know that the world is a cradle
30652|Of thoughts, and that the thoughts of the world are waves,
30652|Silver waves, that break and float away
30652|Into the deep blue sky of ages.
30652|I have been dreaming that the world was a cradle
30652|Of things and that the world was a rock.
30652|But now I know that the world is a cradle
30652|Of thoughts, and that the thoughts of the world are thoughts
30652|In the sweet air of a morning, and words
30652|Of the same sound, and lips that ever speak
30652|The same sweet words, and that the voice is the same,
30652|And the lips are the same.
30652|I have been dreaming that the world was a cradle
30652|Of things and that the things of the world were men;
30652|But now I know that the world is a cradle
30652|Of thoughts, and that the thoughts of the world are men
30652|Who dance and dance, and that the dancers are souls
30652|That dance forever in the
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30652|For if in the caldron of the sea
30652|That sweeps away the little dust of earth,
30652|The greatest of the ungainly rock masses,
30652|The Lord of all the sea, came down
30652|And gently drew me in, and all around
30652|The terrible, impassive moonbeams slept,
30652|And on the darkness of that rolling sea
30652|A strange, sweet cry of many-tinged birds
30652|And flowers that sprang from the grey, dead sea,
30652|And the great star that held me, and the stars
30652|That swung in the noonday heaven, and I
30652|And all the stars and the sea with them.
30652|The dark and the silence and the sea!
30652|Yes, darkness and stillness and the sea!
30652|The darkness and silence and the sea!
30652|The silence and darkness, and the sea
30652|Are loving and reconciling things
30652|And forever and ever together.
30652|They love each other, and the sea
30652|Is singing a song of love to them
30652|And the silence is singing a song
30652|Of love to them, and the sea
30652|Is singing a song of love to them.
30652|The silence and darkness and the sea
30652|Are loving and reconciling things
30652|That, by the light of some great love-cup,
30652|They shall not be discomfited.
30652|O children, children, children, speak,
30652|And I will give you words of fire,
30652|O children, children, children, speak!
30652|A mighty man, and his name was Jove,
30652|He seemed like the stately nymphs of Greece
30652|That every maiden's headpiece: bright his hair
30652|His shoulders broad and hoary his eyes
30652|That kindled the sight of their holy light.
30652|He went to meet the sons of Troy
30652|And they came up to him, the mighty men.
30652|He said: "Here are your sons and daughters
30652|And wives, the wives of your fathers who died

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30652|I know that in the city of red slaughter
30652|The ploughshares flash like stars, and the ploughshares drip
30652|With blood of the peasant, and the ploughshares' drover
30652|Is wandering, with his glaive and spear,
30652|With horse and harness, to the very place
30652|Where I have heard the ploughshares thud and thud,
30652|And the blood of his heart is on the ploughshare.
30652|The ploughshares are lapped in fire; but I,
30652|Who have seen the ploughshares wade and whimper
30652|In the frozen dark of the past,
30652|Who have seen them through the mist of dreams,
30652|Are shaken and shaken again
30652|By the thud and rumble of their hoofs.
30652|I know the ploughshares are lapped in fire.
30652|But I know that the joyous past,
30652|The joyous future, the glorious future,
30652|In the silence of the mad ago,
30652|When the ploughshares danced with the stars,
30652|Were writhing in the cold of space,
30652|And the white ploughshares glistened on the plough.
30652|O you who have gone away from the trees,
30652|Who have seen the sunrise and the sunset,
30652|O you who have seen the ploughshares lapping
30652|In the wind of the dawn,
30652|O you who have heard the ploughshares thud and thud
30652|In the cold of the past,
30652|O you who have seen the ploughshares' dripping
30652|In the darkness of the dead past,
30652|O you who have heard the ploughshares' shuffling
30652|In the dust of the dead past,
30652|Now you have gone away, you have gone away
30652|From the man who is on the plough!
30652|O you who have seen the sun go over
30652|The mountain-tops, and the blue sky overhead,
30652|O you who have heard the pl
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30652|A sense of something falling comes on me,
30652|A sense of something dying. I am no longer
30652|A child, nor a woman, nor a child of sorrow,
30652|But a man, who wears a shaven crown on his head,
30652|And sees the End, and knows he must die.
30652|I know no more than another man
30652|The future holds for me, nor the End than he;
30652|Nor yet the past, where was I born, nor yet
30652|The future knows, nor does the past exist.
30652|I have a far more than this. I know
30652|That when the world shall have come to end,
30652|And the sea of time shall have found a track
30652|Over the drifting sea of age,
30652|I shall be dead; and the soul of man
30652|Shall then have found a way to sleep.
30652|He sat under the broad willow tree;
30652|His face was turned to the sun; his feet
30652|Were the last of the bushes. And the sun
30652|Looked on him, and with a smile
30652|Laid his hand in the boughs
30652|And said, "Brother, sit here and wait."
30652|He sat under the broad willow tree
30652|All day, and the night, and the morning,
30652|And the evening, too; and the tree was
30652|All of gold, and the branches were of green.
30652|But when the spring came, the trees would change,
30652|And the willow tree would never grow again
30652|Under the sun, and the sun would change
30652|Over the willow tree,
30652|And never again the sun would look
30652|On the willow tree.
30652|"Brother," said the Will-o'-the-bell,
30652|"This will never grow."
30652|"No! no!" said the Bell of Will-o'-the-marigold,
30652|"This tree will grow."
30652|"No! no!" said the Bell of Will-o'-the-marrow,
30652|"This
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30652|A whisper of star-shot stars in the night,
30652|A cry of the joyous, and a stir and crack
30652|Of the steep rock, as if a man had fallen
30652|And knelt upon them, and the dawn was slow,
30652|And a little of the sky shone still.
30652|Then the wide sky and the whisper, and then
30652|The rocking cradle, and then the dawn, and then
30652|The man in the rocking cradle dead.
30652|And I knew that a good man, a man who had knelt
30652|Before the Angel, and had done no harm,
30652|Had fallen on the Angel's shoulder, and died
30652|And knelt upon his shoulder.
30652|He who had knelt
30652|Upon the Angel's shoulder, and had knelt
30652|Until his face was turned to the sky,
30652|And his face had smiled as if he had heard
30652|Some great soul's song; and the Angel had knelt
30652|And knelt and died, and I knew that a man
30652|Who had knelt, and had knelt on the Angel's shoulder,
30652|Had knelt and died.
30652|The morning rose on the sea of the sea
30652|Of the heart of the sea, and the morning lay
30652|On the wings of the sea, and the sea-mew
30652|Flapped and flickered and quivered, and the sea
30652|Died, and the night came down and the night went down;
30652|And the many voices of the sea were one.
30652|The morning rose on the sea of the sea
30652|Of the heart of the sea; and the morning night
30652|Lay on the wings of the sea.
30652|The night went down, and the night came in,
30652|And the night stood in the land.
30652|And the day-god lay on the world of the sea
30652|And the day-god rose in the world of the sea;
30652|And the night went down and the night came in,
30652|And the night stood in the land.
30652|The night came in
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30652|The blind world's broken, the blind world's blind,
30652|But the years of love are built of iron gods;
30652|The blind world's broken, and the blind world's blind,
30652|But God's heart is born of lambs in a manger.
30652|The blind world's broken, but the heart of man
30652|Sits on the rocking cradle of his birth,
30652|While the blind heart's been broken in the bosom
30652|Of Bethlehem by a rocking manger.
30652|The blind world's broken, but the children's eyes
30652|Are calm and deep, and still as the stars.
30652|And I know that in the grave the children's feet
30652|Shall tread the footstool of their mother's feet,
30652|For that is the thing to which the dear feet
30652|Go up, and that is the thing to which the dear feet
30652|Go down, and that is the thing that knits them.
30652|The blind world's broken, and the blind world's blind,
30652|But God's heart is born of lambs in a manger.
30652|My mother, she was never sad or silent,
30652|But she seemed to me as in a dream to be
30652|Moving her sleepily about the room.
30652|I could not hear her laugh; I never saw her
30652|Turn slowly from the window to the wall
30652|As she sat there on the floor, her eyes on mine,
30652|And I, with her, seem to be holding hands.
30652|My mother sat there with her legs crossed under her,
30652|And the fever in her head was shaking me;
30652|And I saw the fires of hell go rising
30652|In her eyes, as she turned from side to side
30652|And thought of something that had happened there,
30652|And the fever in my head was rising higher.
30652|I thought of her, and of the dear old days
30652|When we were young and happy; of the lovely days
30652|When we were good and happy, and she smiled,
30652|And I thought, "I shall be happy too,

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30652|The darkness drops again; but in my vision
30652|A human figure with a frightful face,
30652|A face that the gods must have seen in the skies
30652|To let it have certainty of coming dawn,
30652|Is moving its slow thighs, and on its thighs
30652|And on its thighs and on its thighs it stirs;
30652|And in its thighs and on its thighs it is moved
30652|By something that is at once a cradle
30652|And something that will surely come at last.
30652|The darkness drops again; but now I know
30652|That he who must look forth with the Ark of the Ark,
30652|And the child with the wan face, is the man
30652|Who strikes the sounding harp, and will surely come
30652|Before the Ark be up and the child be born.
30652|The darkness drops again; but in my vision
30652|A human figure with a wistful face
30652|Is moving its small thighs, while all about it
30652|Reel shadows of the indignant sand,
30652|And still the Ark must shake with its cradle
30652|And the child with the wan face with the harp,
30652|And the darkness drops again.
30652|The darkness drops again; but in my vision
30652|A human figure with a wistful face
30652|Is moving its small thighs; and out of doubt
30652|I leap upon the Ark, and I am free
30652|From the strange stony hands and the cradle.
30652|The darkness drops again; but in my vision
30652|A human figure with a wistful face
30652|Is moving its small thighs; and I am free
30652|From the dark and the stony hands and the cradle.
30652|It is true that I have seen
30652|A lovely woman's face in the night,
30652|And an angry man's head
30652|In the day-light;
30652|But oh, my heart! my heart! my heart!
30652|How have I not seen
30652|That love was a thing that passed
30652|With the light, and tears
30652|Are a
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30652|I know a wistful people: I am one;
30652|I have seen in the mystic desert a cave,
30652|Whose roof is spread with mosses. What should I say
30652|Of a wistful people? I have seen
30652|A tribe of people in the wind and the rain,
30652|And the sweat of the desert; the great road
30652|Is paved with many coloured stones,
30652|And a wistful people are the people who pass
30652|Through the town of Jerusalem.
30652|Wistful are they, for they see
30652|A grey future, when the long grass waves
30652|In the morning; they have heard the high kings
30652|Who passed before them, and the voices of the dead,
30652|The voice of the Psalmist, and the whisper of the Nile.
30652|The bright-faced Worshippers of the Most High,
30652|The holy men and women, who have seen
30652|The light and the end of the world, and who have heard
30652|The voice of the Angels, speak they in the valley
30652|Of the People's Town, where the yellow sheik-curves
30652|Suffer a thousand voices to come and to come
30652|In a thousand thousand voices.
30652|What have they to say?
30652|They have seen the judgment of the Lord;
30652|They have heard the words of the Lord.
30652|The people who have seen the judgment of the Lord
30652|Are the people who have heard the words of the Lord.
30652|What have they to say?
30652|They have seen the name of God,
30652|They have heard the prayers of the Lord.
30652|The people who have heard the name of God
30652|Are the people who have heard the prayers of the Lord.
30652|What have they to say?
30652|They have seen the face of God;
30652|They have heard the cry of the Lord.
30652|The people who have heard the cry of the Lord
30652|Are the people who have heard the prayers of the Lord.
30652|What have they to say?
30652|
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30652|What is the stony cradle to the rocking cradle
30652|That is borne on on the wind like a child
30652|That cries and cries in the night?
30652|Like a child I cry,
30652|And my voice is as a cry of children that cry.
30652|The rocking cradle lies in the sand,
30652|With its back to the sky and its breast to the sea.
30652|The sea is silent as the sky;
30652|The sea-birds fly to and fro
30652|Like shadows, and the shadow has not ceased
30652|To move and cry in the night.
30652|A child lies sleeping in the sand
30652|With its face to the sea and its hands at rest
30652|To cry and cry and cry in the night.
30652|The sea has grown no larger, the sky no higher,
30652|Though in the depths of my heart I am shaken
30652|To see a cradle on the wind.
30652|The little rocking cradle is borne on the wind
30652|A man that wakes and cries in the night.
30652|In the cold wind the little rocking cradle is borne
30652|From the dry sand to the sky;
30652|The sky grows larger, the sea grows higher,
30652|And the rocking cradle cries in the night.
30652|And the sky grows colder; and the wind that blows
30652|Shrieks in the face of the little rocking cradle
30652|A long and weary cry in the night.
30652|The little rocking cradle is borne on the wind
30652|A man that wakes and cries in the night.
30652|They have passed through the gates of death
30652|And gone through the halls of day;
30652|And they say, "We are the heroes of the ages,
30652|The champions of the right.
30652|"We have fought for the right
30652|Till the stars that were our foes
30652|Turned to friends and wept for the right we loved,
30652|And we kissed their hands.
30652|"We have fought for the right
30652|Till the dead stood up to the living
30652|And stood for the right."
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30652|Truant, out of heaven, in a world of tears,
30652|It comes to me, as a baby comes to mother,
30652|With blue eyes and a body that I held
30652|Fast in my own, like a dream of the air
30652|I kept in my lap. And it speaks to me
30652|The words of the prophets who have fled before
30652|The flaming sword of the prince of the world,
30652|And now sleep in the world of dreams.
30652|I felt the hand of the lightning,
30652|The end of the world. I felt the thunder
30652|Come down upon me.
30652|I was in the great vision,
30652|The greatness of the Lord, and I was no more
30652|The shadow of a man, I was like the wind
30652|That went before; and I knew that I was the wind
30652|That went before and found a better sky.
30652|I was with the spirits of men,
30652|And with the Angels of God; and I felt the sea
30652|Move, and be as a sea in peace.
30652|I was with the masters
30652|In the joy of God,
30652|For I knew that all the angels were with me
30652|And I could stand with them in the place of the end
30652|That is before the end of the world, and be
30652|A place of the end and of the end of the world
30652|When all the world is gone.
30652|I was with the spirits of men
30652|And with the angels of God,
30652|And all the angels' joy was like a flame
30652|To me who had come from afar, and be
30652|As a flame in a golden kettle with a light
30652|That was like the light of the word of the Lord
30652|That fell on me and was swallowed in the pot.
30652|I was with the masters
30652|In the joy of God,
30652|And I knew that all the angels were with me
30652|And the life of man can never be an end
30652|In the joy of God, when the great end comes
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30652|I feel a vague hope that I shall understand
30652|What noises in my head and ears are meant.
30652|The mist is deepened to a cloud; the sun
30652|In mid-day wanes: I cannot see the moon,
30652|Nor any star, till the dark cloud is shaken
30652|By the last shudder of the breeze that sweeps
30652|The vast desert away, and I are left
30652|To wander in a cloud between a wall
30652|Of darkness and a lightless wall.
30652|I feel a voice say: "Cousin, a great man
30652|Was born in a dark man's land; his name
30652|Was Jotham ben Jesu ben Jesu;
30652|He was a lion, and a very great man,
30652|And gave many of his wisdom to the world;
30652|His heart was like a hot iron ring,
30652|His lips were red hot, his face was like a flame;
30652|"And a great king came out of his strength,
30652|A mighty king with a mighty sword;
30652|And he smote down the lions in his strength,
30652|And took their red bodies with him to his home,
30652|And bound them in a chain of iron bands
30652|Around the hands of his beloved wife.
30652|"Then Jotham ben Jesu ben Jesu
30652|Went to his father's house to lay low,
30652|And saw the king's great lioness lying low
30652|And heard the lion crying in her pain.
30652|He fastened a great chain of iron bands
30652|Upon her hands and feet, and bound her fast.
30652|"He rode away, and when the king reached the place
30652|Of his house and palace, he found her sleeping
30652|With a great white lion by her side.
30652|He bound her hands and feet, and bound her fast
30652|And took her to his house, and cast her down
30652|Into the waste; and Jotham ben Jesu
30652|Laid a great stone over her feet of stone.
30652|"And when the stone was laid over
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30652|In the darkness of the desert
30652|A man, a man alone,
30652|Sleeping in the silence of God;
30652|The darkness drops again,
30652|But the man wakes, awake,
30652|Till the sun goes down.
30652|He lifts his head, and the darkness falls,
30652|His eyes are open, the faint sun peeps
30652|Through his closed eyelids, and he hears
30652|The heavy sand grow lighter in the sea;
30652|The sun goes down.
30652|A man, a man alone,
30652|Sleeping in the darkness of God;
30652|The darkness drops again,
30652|But the man wakes, awake,
30652|Till the sun goes down.
30652|A man, a man alone,
30652|Sleeping in the darkness of God;
30652|The darkness drops again,
30652|But the man wakes, awake,
30652|Till the sun goes down.
30652|He lifts his head, and the sun goes down,
30652|The sea is riven in a thunder-crash
30652|And the sea-waves hiss against his feet,
30652|And the land is scorched; the sea-sands blister
30652|And quiver, and the sky is split and vanishes,
30652|And all the world is in the sun's eclipse;
30652|The sun goes down.
30652|The sun goes down;
30652|A hideous moment pauses:
30652|The man awakes.
30652|He sees the light in the desert,
30652|He hears the wind blow,
30652|He hears the desert's moan of pain,
30652|And the sad beating of his heart.
30652|His hands are tired, his feet are tired,
30652|His hands are aching, his feet are aching;
30652|He sees not the land he hath forsook,
30652|And he hath no land to see.
30652|And he would have fled, but his wife
30652|Had drawn a sword too fast
30652|And he was crushed to death.
30652|The desert's moan
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30652|Across the sea, across the sea,
30652|From a far land where the night is done,
30652|Sails the stranger to his own native shore;
30652|So across the sea, across the sea
30652|To me and my heart the waves come singing,
30652|Bringing the longed-for daybreak to me;
30652|Bringing the dream of the longing heart,
30652|The hope of the heart that is weary and old,
30652|The little sorrows, the little hopes that are dead.
30652|The white mist comes drifting in on the wind,
30652|The white waves gather in towards the shore,
30652|Laughing to the sky their wild untamed mirth,
30652|Rising and falling on the starry tide.
30652|The white mist comes drifting in on the wind,
30652|And the white waves gather in to the shore,
30652|Laughing to the sky their wild untamed mirth,
30652|And the hearts of the children that died.
30652|The white mist comes drifting in on the wind,
30652|And the white waves gather in to the shore,
30652|Laughing to the sky their wild untamed mirth,
30652|And the hopes of the heart that is weary and old,
30652|The little sorrows, the little hopes that are dead.
30652|I watched the light grow old in the sky;
30652|I had my own old dream of light,
30652|And I knew that a great world was done,
30652|And that the very sky was gray
30652|With a great world's shadow in it.
30652|My dream is a broken wheel of dreams,
30652|My dream is a broken wheel of dreams;
30652|My dream is a broken wheel of dreams
30652|That makes no sound, and hears no sound;
30652|But I know that the old dream is done,
30652|And the old dream is a broken wheel of dreams.
30652|I dreamt that a morning was far off,
30652|And that I heard the little trees come
30652|Down from the hills in the morning rain;
30652|And that I saw the
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30652|O, ever since, this rocking cradle,
30652|This rocking man, this rocking beast, this rocking thing
30652|Has gone to sleep in the sand; and the moon,
30652|The rocking babe, the rocking bird, the rocking sand,
30652|The rocking sand that wails between its teeth,
30652|And the rocking sand that wails for it, I say,
30652|Have gone to sleep in the sand.
30652|The mighty country-side is grown
30652|As old as the sea;
30652|The youth that tramps the hills in the dawn
30652|Will be as wise as the sea.
30652|The drowsy earth has no fear
30652|Of the sea;
30652|The day is the only night
30652|In the world I know.
30652|The sea has no terror
30652|Of the sun;
30652|The birds of the air are men,
30652|And the sea-gulls fly.
30652|The sun has no sorrow
30652|Of the moon;
30652|But the rain-wind is sad as the sea,
30652|And the sea-birds die.
30652|The sun has no glory
30652|Of the earth;
30652|But the stars of the heaven are young,
30652|And the stars live long.
30652|The stars of the heaven are young,
30652|And the stars live long,
30652|As I,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,
30652|And as you,

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30652|I know not of what aught is at issue;
30652|The rocking cradle is but one of many;
30652|The other tangle of a twisted coil
30652|Is breaking, and I know the strange whole is at strife.
30652|I only know there is a rocking cradle
30652|And I shall lie there until the dawn of time,
30652|With no other consciousness than that I am
30652|The child who speaks, and the dawn.
30652|It is the call of the mad wind in the trees
30652|That drives me to the woods and a wild horn.
30652|It is the wild wind calling in the trees,
30652|It is the wind that is the voice of God.
30652|As a bird with a white wing,
30652|That flies into a black smoke,
30652|A man with a white face
30652|Is the black smoke that I see,
30652|And the black smoke is the sky
30652|And I am the white sea and the sky
30652|And the white sea and the sky.
30652|As the sky and the sea are one,
30652|So the sky and the face of me
30652|Are one and the same unending space
30652|That I see and the wind and the sea
30652|And the sea.
30652|The sun is like a red pearl,
30652|The wind is like a silver bow,
30652|The mountain is like a gold tower,
30652|The sun is a flame and the wind
30652|A broken quiver.
30652|The wind is a wind and the sun
30652|A tangled silver string
30652|For a girl to play upon
30652|And a man to make bow.
30652|The sun is like a little horn
30652|That shoots into a sky,
30652|And the wind is like a silver string
30652|That curls and curls away
30652|To the high sky's end.
30652|My soul is as a silver snake
30652|That dies in the desert wind,
30652|The wind is a thread of death
30652|That keeps my soul a-twine.
30652|The wind is a music
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30652|It was a rocking cradle, a rocking cradle,
30652|A rocking cradle for the Lord of the Sea,
30652|And the Lord of the Sea, the dawning dawn.
30652|Out of the drear dark of that rocking cradle,
30652|Out of the darkness of that rocking cradle,
30652|Began a laughter, a laughing, a mocking
30652|Out of the great darkness of a rocking cradle,
30652|The Lord of the Sea came roaring forth.
30652|He is come in his glory, his glory,
30652|He is come in his might, he is come in his might,
30652|Out of the darkness of a rocking cradle,
30652|Out of the darkness of a rocking cradle.
30652|The little fish leaped up to the shore,
30652|And looked at the golden sun with a smile.
30652|"Maiden, whither are you going?"
30652|"To have a letter from my father
30652|That I may write to him."
30652|"Go to your father's house and tell him
30652|All that has happened, and bid him come
30652|To his fair city of gold."
30652|She went her way to her father's house,
30652|But came not back ere evening.
30652|A little fish went swimming up to the shore,
30652|And looked with a smile at the golden sun.
30652|The little fish came back to the sea
30652|Out of the darkness of a rocking cradle,
30652|Out of the darkness of a rocking cradle.
30652|The long white line in the water flung
30652|And fell, like hail, upon the sand.
30652|"Come hither, come hither, my little son,
30652|Come hither, my little son.
30652|I am going to have a letter from my father
30652|That he may write to me."
30652|The little fish heard the long white line
30652|And swam back to the shore.
30652|"Come hither, come hither, my little son,
30652|Come hither, my son.
30652|I am going to have a letter from my father
30652|That he
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30652|The darkness drops again; but lo! it is God
30652|Stretched out upon the earth. The God of light
30652|Is on the red seashore of ages,
30652|And the great thunder of the sea is still.
30652|The sky is over-gloomed; but the seashore
30652|Is heaving with the tumultuous waves
30652|That beat on the stone-paved door.
30652|It is the night that is in me;
30652|It is the night that is abroad,
30652|That stirs and heaves and rolls the sea,
30652|And stirs and awakes the wind
30652|And awakes the trees and trees and winds.
30652|It is the night that is in me,
30652|The night that is in the woods,
30652|The night that is in the fields,
30652|The night that is in the streams.
30652|And I know that the light is dying,
30652|That it is a hope in a tomb,
30652|That it is the love that was born
30652|And that is the night that is in me.
30652|The daylight is in the sky,
30652|The star-gleams are on the hill,
30652|The night is in the land,
30652|And the night is in the sea.
30652|But my heart in my breast is not stirred,
30652|I am contented with rest.
30652|I have heard that the day is breaking,
30652|That the night is coming near,
30652|And that the moon will rise on the hill
30652|And that the stars in the deep blue sky.
30652|But my heart in my breast is not stirred,
30652|I am contented with rest.
30652|I have seen that the dawn is breaking,
30652|But it is only the night
30652|That is in my soul that is waking
30652|And that is the day that is in me.
30652|The daylight is in the sky;
30652|The stars are on the mountain-tops,
30652|The sea is in the deep blue sea.
30652|I will dream of the
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30652|When the roar of the storm breaks up the bells
30652|And the rocking cradle, and the dreadful city
30652|Is thrust apart to the wind of the trumpets,
30652|And the shadows of the monstrous desert birds
30652|Are borne away in the second coming,
30652|Wherein the old custom is fulfilled,
30652|That of the reaping and the reaping of men
30652|Is fulfilled, and all the things that grow
30652|To be, are fulfilled, when the old superstition
30652|Of the reaping and the reaping of men
30652|Is driven away in the second coming.
30652|So shall the Second Coming be to me;
30652|So shall the Second Coming be to you;
30652|And I shall be a man in a world of men,
30652|The one for whom all the others wax.
30652|I shall be one with the reaping and the reaping
30652|That is fulfilled in the second coming.
30652|I shall be one with the reaping and the reaping,
30652|The reaping of all the reaped of men.
30652|For I have heard, and I have known, and I know
30652|I have heard, and I have known of it all;
30652|And the hills have lifted their heads and the valleys
30652|Are shivering and blinking at the coming,
30652|And the young men walk down the glades with their mothers
30652|And the women come to the gathering together,
30652|And the churches are being built with money of love
30652|And the old men stand up and say to the young men:
30652|'What a world and what a time is this.'
30652|It is as though the seasons should come back
30652|To change their colours, and the years should go over,
30652|And the whole wide earth be at once in one glory
30652|Of harvest and of fire.
30652|In the hills,
30652|And in the marshes, and in the wastes, and in the flats,
30652|And in the valleys of the plain,
30652|And in the woodland, and in the woodlands,
30652|And in the
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30652|But wherefore has the darkness fled?
30652|Yet I have gone beyond the moving face
30652|And the mad craning-chin of the wild-faced woman,
30652|And the gray-brown hair that is no longer black,
30652|But white as the sea-lilies of the dusk;
30652|And I have seen a shape that looks about
30652|The haunts of men and of the morn.
30652|What is it I have seen? A great god moves
30652|Round that mad cradle in the dark,
30652|And a young man with a crumpled arm
30652|Is playing with a yellow flower.
30652|_I_ saw a wild goose, crying in the wind,
30652|And a duck with a long white neck,
30652|And a wild rabbit with eyes of frost,
30652|And a long thin neck of snow.
30652|I saw a bird that had no wings to fly,
30652|But a brown bee with a wild shriek,
30652|And a queer little bird with a long, thin throat,
30652|And a strange little bird with a long, thin neck.
30652|And that strange little bird with a long thin neck,
30652|And that strange little bird with a long, thin neck.
30652|I saw a child, and he was singing so
30652|That all the birds were silent;
30652|And I heard a little bird that had no wings,
30652|But a long thin-faced boy in a wide-nosed dress,
30652|In a silk dress, with a purple cloak,
30652|That was woven of a white-hot flame.
30652|And I have come to the world of mortals
30652|In the age of fire and of fire's.
30652|I have laid me down in a desolate little cave
30652|Where the night is like a sand;
30652|I have kissed the head of the King of the night,
30652|And the King of the night has kissed me.
30652|I have drunk of a strange well of wrath
30652|And it is clear with blood;
30652|And the rain is a fiery water,
30652|And the
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30652|There is a day that shall be
30652|Like the first day of the Law.
30652|A day that shall be to the nations
30652|A day of the great David.
30652|The Lord will come forth from the East,
30652|And from the east shall the Master come
30652|With thousands and with saints.
30652|He shall stand in the west wind's breath,
30652|And from the west wind's breath shall he come
30652|With his wise sword in his hand,
30652|And the Gold-star of the nations,
30652|A star of the morning light,
30652|To lead the saints out of the dark
30652|To the tents of the Lord.
30652|Out of the night, out of the night,
30652|Out of the mire and the mire,
30652|Out of the mire and the mire,
30652|The feet of the Master shall tread
30652|The road to the morning sky,
30652|And the feet of the Master shall go
30652|Down the ways of the dawn.
30652|And the feet of the Master shall tread
30652|The road to the dawn,
30652|And the feet of the Master shall go
30652|Under the ways of the law,
30652|To the man of the mountain and man of the waters
30652|And the man of the deep and the man of the stars,
30652|And the man of the mountains and man of the stars,
30652|To the tents of the Lord.
30652|And the feet of the Master shall tread
30652|The road to the dawn,
30652|And the feet of the Master shall go
30652|Under the ways of the law,
30652|To the tents of the Kings of the Nations,
30652|And the tents of the Mighty Kings,
30652|To the King who is not less than they,
30652|And the Man who is not more than they,
30652|And the Man who is loved by them,
30652|And the Man who is loved by them,
30652|And the Man who is loved by them,
30652|And the Man who is loved by them,
30652
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30652|I know that now in the hearts of the earth
30652|That same rocking cradle is rocking still,
30652|And I hear a voice that no one can hear,
30652|And there is a wonder in the air.
30652|Ah, who shall say what birth has it known?
30652|The rising or the setting;
30652|Or who shall say when it rose in the east,
30652|And when it fell in the west.
30652|The sleeping or the waking;
30652|Or who shall say when it woke in the east
30652|And when it slept in the west.
30652|The light or the darkness;
30652|Or who shall say when it made a sign
30652|In the night or the day.
30652|The wind or the darkness;
30652|Or who shall say when it blew in the east
30652|And when it blew in the west.
30652|The rain or the thunder;
30652|Or who shall say when it fell in the east
30652|And when it leaped in the west.
30652|The light or the darkness;
30652|Or who shall say when it made a sign
30652|In the night or the day.
30652|If you ask me who I am, I reply
30652|I am the bird that is risen again
30652|From the dead things that were and are not;
30652|I am the earth and the sky and the sea.
30652|I am the bird that is risen again
30652|From the dead things that were and are not;
30652|I am the earth and the sky and the sea.
30652|I am the dawn and the sunset;
30652|I am the stars that are twinkling in the sky;
30652|I am the sea and the sky and the sea.
30652|I am the sea and the sky and the sea.
30652|I am the sea and the sky and the sea;
30652|I am the sea and the sky and the sea.
30652|I am the earth; and the earth and the sky;
30652|I am the sea and the sky and the sea;
30652|I am the earth and the sky and the sea
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30652|And when I seem to see, I know that I see,
30652|For, in a vision, like a great white star,
30652|The temple of a great Prophecy is seen,
30652|And my heart throbs with the old wonder-pain.
30652|Now, for this sight is worth all space or time,
30652|I cannot go on: but in my vision
30652|I see a long-drawn stream of labouring centuries,
30652|Which is most like a struggling sea, and yet
30652|Is working out its old mystery of rest.
30652|And in that river of labour and labouring ages,
30652|There is a vast, slumbrous darkness that is quiet,
30652|And yet the rising tides of thought, the still, moving
30652|Vast darkness of the long-drawn stream of man,
30652|Are all that ever my life is worthy of.
30652|So I shall pass on. But in this vision
30652|I see the old dreaming of my life, the long
30652|Great, dim, rolling dream of what my life must be,
30652|And there's a strange God who guards the vision
30652|From the dark rocks of time that bar it from me,
30652|And I, who would go on, see the old dreaming
30652|Of what my life must be, and there's a great
30652|Ineffable silence about my feet.
30652|But who shall say how much I have been true
30652|To a great, strange, undying memory?
30652|I have seen the dawn of the dawning world
30652|Sweep down the hills of the long ago,
30652|And seen the sky of the long ago
30652|Hold out its broad new sky to the hour-glass
30652|Of the long-ago.
30652|I have seen the earth that had been born
30652|And the earth that would be; and the earth,
30652|Which would be now, is still; and the earth
30652|That was born and would be now is dead.
30652|The grey old earth has grown new again.
30652|The clouds of the old earth have shrunk away.
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30652|Thence my life blurs, and the rocking cradle is
30652|A hideous thing with a grove of crags,
30652|Showing a gleam of hissing thunder.
30652|The dawn comes up on my eyes,
30652|And the rattle of the far-off bells is borne
30652|In the wind's sudden breath;
30652|But the dawn comes not; I am numb and blind,
30652|And have never a thought.
30652|And the voice of my child's mother, calling her child
30652|By the hard roads of the world,
30652|Is the voice of the earth-born, little baby
30652|Singing in the starlight.
30652|I have been walking up the road that went out
30652|Into the East, and I can see the light
30652|Come from the dawn, and I can see the night
30652|Closing over the land and the sea;
30652|The road that I was going out into the East
30652|Is the road to the East, and the end of day;
30652|And the night is closing, and the road is won.
30652|I have been walking up and down the streets
30652|And the people have come to look at me,
30652|But no one can tell where I am going;
30652|I wonder where I am going.
30652|And now the wind has come; the stars are so far
30652|And the world is so wide, and the wind is so strong,
30652|I cannot go on walking.
30652|I have been walking up and down the roads
30652|And the people have come to look at me;
30652|But the road I was going out into the East
30652|Is the road to the East, and the end of day,
30652|And the moon has come down, and the stars are so high,
30652|And the wind comes, and the wind goes, and the wind goes,
30652|And now I sit in the wind's dust;
30652|And now the wind is over and the stars are so low,
30652|And the road is all grown deep.
30652|I am walking up and down the
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30652|He slouches; but the cradle, still the same,
30652|Seems as a ship reeling thro' a wrecking sea,
30652|Awful with waves and weary with its crew;
30652|And God's sea-wrecks lie beyond the day.
30652|Oh, what a moving image! Oh, what a sound!
30652|It makes for my heart a homeless home,
30652|And there is the rocking cradle, there the hand,
30652|And there the heart that holds the cradle dear,
30652|And there the face of the dear God in the cradle,
30652|And the dear God's face in the rocking cradle.
30652|God in the rocking cradle.
30652|The rocking cradle.
30652|God in the rocking cradle.
30652|I have a house, but a little house.
30652|I have a garden, and I have a pond,
30652|And the voice of the pond is my heart's delight;
30652|And the voice of the pond is my heart's delight.
30652|But I have a garden too, and there is a flower
30652|As fair as the flower of the sun that is born
30652|In the mouth of the water and straightens its stem
30652|From the break of a bird upon the branch to the root;
30652|And it's fairer than the flower, for it has wings;
30652|And it's fairer than the flower, for it has eyes.
30652|There is a maiden, and her name is Night;
30652|And the bird upon the branch is the mistletoe;
30652|And the flower is the star above the water;
30652|And the star is the moon.
30652|And the maidens are fair, but she is fairer,
30652|And there is no night.
30652|The moon's aflame, and the moon's aflame,
30652|And the voice of the mist is my heart's delight.
30652|And the voice of the mist is my heart's delight.
30652|Oh, the star's a flower, and the flower's a star,
30652|And the moon's a fire, and the fire is Night.
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30652|At the dawn of time, the sunrise
30652|Of the earth and of the skies,
30652|The last of men, the first of gods,
30652|They stood, the sons of time.
30652|They drew their breath in water;
30652|They kissed the scarlet lips of death
30652|And made atonement in blood;
30652|They put a star in the great dead eyes
30652|And lain them in the sand.
30652|Then from the sand of strange horror
30652|They made atonement in dust;
30652|They brought back the second of their vow
30652|To tell of the second coming;
30652|And they shall build again the one
30652|They never must return to.
30652|The first of men, the first of gods,
30652|They must return to the sands.
30652|The second of their vow
30652|Will be the same as the first;
30652|They shall build again the tower
30652|They never must return to.
30652|They shall build again the tower
30652|Where all of them shall never come
30652|To gaze on the star of blood
30652|Where all of them shall never sleep,
30652|Nor see the star of star dust.
30652|They shall build it with stones,
30652|They shall build it with bones,
30652|They shall build it with gold;
30652|And every day they shall see
30652|The stars of the dawn arise,
30652|And the stars of the dawn shall shine
30652|On the hearts of the men.
30652|And on their lamps they shall set
30652|The stars of the dawn again;
30652|They shall see the stars of the dawn
30652|For a hundred years and more.
30652|And they shall build it fair
30652|Where the stars shall shine and are
30652|The light of the world and the grace
30652|Of the world and the sky.
30652|They shall build it in the light
30652|Of the world that is in the skies,
30652|In the gleaming of the stars,
30652|In the swiftness of the tides.
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30652|The rustle of a robe in the wind,
30652|The moan of a girl in the rain,
30652|The sound of a child that is seven years old
30652|In a little brown home by the sea,
30652|Are enough for me to be sure
30652|That the Second Coming is at hand;
30652|It was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been
30652|A dream and a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That all the years had been a dream and a dream.
30652|She was a little girl, and I loved her,
30652|And I loved her because
30652|That
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30652|How long the interval? How long the gap
30652|Between the dark and the light?
30652|A day, a night, a time,
30652|As long as the infinite sorrow and grief
30652|That bound up the days and nights of the long years
30652|Have lain between.
30652|Yea, long as the infinite passion and pain
30652|That sent them forth in the first and the second,
30652|Lay all in their passion and their pain,
30652|And if the abyss, the lily of the air,
30652|The floating crowns, and the countless wings,
30652|And the great floods of youth,
30652|And the great fires of love,
30652|And the great shadows of the endless generations
30652|That were never born of them,
30652|And if the Infinite, the Infinite,
30652|Lay all in their agony,
30652|And if the infinite hands of the sky
30652|Were ever laid on the rock of the world,
30652|And if the infinite heart of the sky
30652|Were ever unbound, and the infinite feet
30652|Were ever unbound,
30652|And if the Infinite, the Infinite,
30652|The infinite, infinite,
30652|Were ever laid out to greet the greeting of the world
30652|With a word of their own,
30652|And if the Infinite, the Infinite,
30652|Lay down their love, their love,
30652|And were never grieved, were never sad,
30652|And if the infinite glory of things,
30652|And the infinite love of things,
30652|And the infinite beauty, and infinite truth,
30652|Were ever for once assailed by the roaring of the world
30652|And assailed again,
30652|And if the Infinite, the Infinite,
30652|Were ever awake in the ruddy night,
30652|And were never asleep,
30652|And if the infinite, infinite,
30652|And the infinite, were ever awake in the night,
30652|And were never grieved, were never sad,
30652|And if the infinite hands of the sky
30652|Were never laid on the
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30652|For now the mass of the dark waves breaks and clasps
30652|A huge ship, and the flying shuttle-beams
30652|Touch it; and in the dark it is borne on
30652|By the dark waves and the rocking cradle-beams,
30652|As a child is borne on a kangaroo-cart.
30652|And, as I gaze, I feel a great longing
30652|To go down into the ship and take wing
30652|Over its mighty bowels and carry
30652|A thought from that immemorial cradle,
30652|Which is the heart of the world.
30652|For the sky is hollow, and the ruddy prow
30652|Is bent with the long bleak nights alone;
30652|And the great moon is sitting by the dark,
30652|In the sky's eye, like a queer old moon;
30652|And the great stars are gone out in the dawn,
30652|And the wind is shrieking in the trees.
30652|And I seem to hear the swish of the spray
30652|On the bare white of the ship; and the cracking
30652|Of the long purple-coloured sea-water;
30652|And the sea's great rolling hills and valleys,
30652|And the heavy quaking of the earth.
30652|And I see the sunset glow and glow
30652|Over the seething of the ship; and I hear
30652|The grey sun roll and the great black swallow
30652|Drop her red wings in the wind.
30652|And I see the great red beast of the sea
30652|Flicker and flutter of his huge wings,
30652|And the great red ship of the thunder
30652|Go spirging round and round the world.
30652|And I hear the great white beasts of the air
30652|Brood and moan and shake their enormous bones,
30652|For the great sea-moth that will not rest.
30652|The wind is on the moorland; the wind is on the moor;
30652|And the rain is on the hill; and the rain is on the hill
30652|From the fair green grass of the ferns; and the rain is on
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30652|So I, too, shall lay me down to sleep
30652|With a dream that will not come to pass;
30652|A shadow on my sleep, a warning to my waking,
30652|That things are not what they seem.
30652|And though I know that in the long
30652|And endless nights the night shall be,
30652|And though I know that ever I shall wake
30652|And find myself in prison,
30652|And though I know that while I am locked
30652|Within the iron fetters of my breast
30652|The wind shall be blowing,
30652|And though I know that I shall walk the world
30652|With its lives and its affairs,
30652|I shall not care.
30652|For, if I did care, my anguish would be ended
30652|Ere the last tear of mercy had wet my eye;
30652|For then the child I love would be no child at all
30652|To me; and I should be a man, and learn
30652|The meaning of the terrible joys of life,
30652|And know what is, and be not afraid.
30652|_He enters, and the audience
30652|Gazes in his face, in silence, as though
30652|He were the spirit of silence,
30652|And can see his own death in their eyes.
30652|He walks the floor, and his old soul,
30652|His broken life, his own,
30652|Is all a-shining with the light
30652|Of the old days.
30652|For years the old anguish has been hid
30652|In the heart of him;
30652|He has forgotten how to weep;
30652|The years
30652|Are the years
30652|That have made him as a poet.
30652|And yet his soul is hidden in
30652|The thoughts of the past;
30652|And all his thoughts are shadows
30652|That come, and pass, and are gone;
30652|He has forgotten the sorrow
30652|Of his father's heart.
30652|But he stands there with his half-soul
30652|In the middle of his dream;
30652
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30652|So like an old enchanted castle
30652|The night stands like a tower in the wind;
30652|And like a tower it towers and shakes
30652|Through the mad centuries and the night.
30652|_The Second Coming_, _The Second Coming_
30652|The mystic hands that at the moonlight glance
30652|And down the light-up gardens of the stars
30652|Wrap up and down the dim gardens of the years
30652|The children of the old desert sleep.
30652|The pale hills of the mountains of the Past
30652|They sleep; and the tall pines of the moon
30652|They sleep, and the night is lovely and dim
30652|With the dark, misty garments of the Past.
30652|_The Second Coming_, _The Second Coming_
30652|For all the stars that are blown from the sky
30652|Are falling like a ball of the sunset flame
30652|In the great fire of the Past.
30652|For all the children that are born in the land
30652|Are born to sleep in the dust of the past
30652|And to weep in the great fire of the years
30652|That are passed, and the dark wind of the Past.
30652|_The Second Coming_, _The Second Coming_
30652|The red rose of the world is gone away
30652|And it stands up with a weeping sob
30652|And smiteth all the lilacs of the night,
30652|And the lilacs stand up with a sigh.
30652|And the lilies of the field are shorn
30652|By the hoofs of the hoofed beasts of the Past.
30652|_The Second Coming_, _The Second Coming_
30652|_I_ am a lily, _thou_ art a wild rose,
30652|And the world is weary and dreary and drear
30652|And I love the sound of the wind on the sea
30652|And I love the sound of the wind on the sea.
30652|_The Second Coming_, _The Second Coming_
30652|_The Second Coming_, _The Second Coming_
30652|_Thou_ art a
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30652|The crook of the crook of the wild-cock's crook,
30652|The roar of the wild-cock's roar,
30652|The storm of the storm of the wind-caught wheel
30652|Are all of the same with one another
30652|When the great world is at rest.
30652|I will go to the high-road
30652|From the low-road of sin.
30652|I will go to the high-road
30652|From the low-road of sin.
30652|I will climb the high-road
30652|From the low-road of sin;
30652|I will come down the low-road
30652|To the high-road of God;
30652|For the heart of the low-road
30652|Is like the heart of the high-road,
30652|And the heart of the high-road
30652|Is like the heart of the low-road.
30652|If I have not sinned I must not know sin,
30652|If I have sinned I must not know sin,
30652|If I have sinned I must not know sin.
30652|It is the last thing that the soul craves
30652|That is the last thing that the soul craves,
30652|That the soul that is weary of sin
30652|May come to the last thing that the soul craves.
30652|For in the low-road, the low-road,
30652|The dead is always dead.
30652|If I have not sinned I must not know sin,
30652|If I have sinned I must not know sin,
30652|If I have sinned I must not know sin,
30652|If I have sinned I must not know sin.
30652|Then the high-road, the high-road,
30652|Is the best road to heaven.
30652|Then the high-road, the high-road,
30652|Is the best road to heaven.
30652|Then the high-road, the high-road,
30652|Is the best road to heaven.
30652|Then the high-road, the high-road,
30652|Is the best road to
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30652|The silence is more terrible than the night,
30652|The quivering silence of the dark,
30652|And the same night is far more dreadful than the night
30652|Because the dead sleep in the dark.
30652|The darkness is more terrible than the night,
30652|And the silence is more terrible still,
30652|Because the God-footed night is gone
30652|That was like a white heart in the birth.
30652|The darkness and the darkness are as one,
30652|The silence is more terrible than the night,
30652|Because the God-footed night is gone.
30652|The silence and the silence are as one,
30652|The silence is more terrible than the night,
30652|Because the God-footed night is gone.
30652|The darkness and the darkness are as one,
30652|The silence is more terrible than the night,
30652|Because the God-footed night is gone.
30652|The darkness and the darkness are as one,
30652|The silence is more terrible than the night,
30652|Because the God-footed night is gone.
30652|The morning, as I look up from the bed,
30652|Looks like a face with cheeks more pale than the dawn,
30652|And the noonday looks as a face with eyes
30652|That has gone out, like a thing of miasma
30652|That has gone out from the world.
30652|The morning, as I look up from the bed,
30652|Looks like a face with cheeks more pale than the dawn,
30652|And the noonday looks as a face with eyes
30652|That have gone out, like a thing of miasma
30652|That has gone out from the world.
30652|The morning looks as a face with lips
30652|That have kissed the heavens with a hollow sound,
30652|And the noonday looks as a face with eyes
30652|That have gone out, like a thing of miasma
30652|That has gone out from the world.
30652|The morning looks as a face with lips
30652|That have kissed the heavens with a hollow sound,
30652|And the night stands as a face with lips

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30652|There is a blackness in the sun,
30652|And the wind is blowing out of the west;
30652|And the night is closing round to darken
30652|The beautiful sky,
30652|And the blackness spreads over the country
30652|And the lonely days are many.
30652|A weary lot is thine!
30652|Thou wert sad when thou didst weep,
30652|And thy heart was full of care
30652|For the man of thy sorrow.
30652|Thy name is sad, thy heart is sad,
30652|And thy feet are sad to go
30652|Out of the way of the years
30652|To wander through the years.
30652|When thou wert sad and lonely,
30652|Thy little children wailed aloud,
30652|Thy husband was sad and weary,
30652|And thou mote be happy now.
30652|Thy sorrow is as strong as strong,
30652|Thy tears are a joy that is free,
30652|And the children know not fear
30652|Of the man of their sorrow.
30652|The years have held thee,
30652|And they wait thee.
30652|In the end thou must come to me,
30652|Thou must tell me of thy story,
30652|And of thy sorrow.
30652|The earth was glad when thou didst go,
30652|And the birds sang out of the skies,
30652|And the grasses danced
30652|Till they seemed to be glad with thee.
30652|The sea was glad with the wind
30652|That drove up the waters;
30652|And the sea-mews, flying,
30652|Drew backward and forward,
30652|And were all a-quiver.
30652|Thou wentest on to the sea,
30652|Where the waves were as silver
30652|As the silver clouds of heaven,
30652|And the wooded shores,
30652|And the long and silent
30652|Long and stony ways.
30652|The leaves of the elm-tree,
30652|And the sea-mew's nest,
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30652|And here in this moment of all things,
30652|Here in this instant, I dare to dream,
30652|Here in this moment, when my soul,
30652|With the cry of a child, from a little cradle,
30652|Flutters in a stifled dream,
30652|And in this moment of all things
30652|I dare to dream, for I know all things.
30652|The night is vast and chill, and the sky is a black
30652|Black as the heart of hell.
30652|The night is vast and chill; and the wind that sweeps
30652|Down the long west like a cry
30652|Blows the great cry of the wind that sweeps
30652|Filling the world with its cry,
30652|Where the ocean with its great thunder
30652|Roars from the sky.
30652|The sea is silent, and the stars are dark and cold;
30652|The sea is silent, and the stars are so far
30652|They have no darkness for a sign;
30652|The sea is silent, and the stars are cold;
30652|And the sea is ringing with the sound
30652|Of the sea-roar of the waves that are rippling in the sky.
30652|The stars are shining in the sky,
30652|The sea-birds fly in the sky,
30652|And I hear the cry of the sea-birds cry,
30652|And I hear the cry of the stars.
30652|The wind is blowing from the west,
30652|A cry of fury and of pain,
30652|A cry that stirs the heart of the sea,
30652|And the snow falls from the sky.
30652|The snow falls from the sky, the wind is blowing
30652|From the far west, and it stirs
30652|The great sea-birds in the sky.
30652|The sea-birds fly in the sky,
30652|And I hear the cry of a great wind in the sky,
30652|And the stars are shining in the sky.
30652|I cannot go into the world,
30652|But I hear it, and I see.
30652|And the world is strange to me
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30652|The trembling mother knows that her child is dead;
30652|Her heart is empty as the face of the grave,
30652|Her eyes are shut; but the earthquake of death
30652|Shakes her under; and the light of her eyes
30652|Shines out from the black and the iron-girt wall
30652|And shadows of the dark:
30652|And lo!
30652|The last of the little children's faces is seen
30652|By the shuddering mother: she has loved him well.
30652|She has loved him with a burning love
30652|And has known her child was only a child
30652|She had seen in dreams of the life of youth
30652|That lay within the self-surmising heart
30652|Of a great poet-monger of the heart of God,
30652|Breathe the words of his poetry and die.
30652|But the steaming clay-cold hand of the Second Coming
30652|Is the hand that raised the dead to God;
30652|The trembling mother sees him go forth
30652|With a thousand eyes of anxious waiting
30652|In the vision of the lightning-wakened world.
30652|The long incensed years of ignorance
30652|Have never lost their bitterness and pain,
30652|Because of him that has been a child;
30652|And the dark days are holy for his sake,
30652|And the day-dreams are holy for his sake.
30652|The twilight is not holy; it is holy
30652|Because the gold-gems that to the hours of birth
30652|Are sprinkled by the breath of God
30652|Are sprinkled by the breath of God
30652|In all the fragrant blooms and blossoms
30652|And blossoms that are seen by the eyes
30652|Of the first-born children.
30652|The old man knows
30652|The mighty silence of the evening sky
30652|That has grown like a hidden and mighty land
30652|Between his eyes.
30652|All the awful silence, the great silence,
30652|That is the light of God.
30652|And the old man knows
30652|How the silence of the silence
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30652|And as the morning broke and the dawning pale,
30652|I thought, "O, I am waking; if I move
30652|A hand and give the night a breaking,
30652|And I was born for the Second Coming!"
30652|I heard the dead men laughing,
30652|The women's voices,
30652|Throwing themselves on the floor,
30652|And stooping at their ankles
30652|On their white knees, and flinging
30652|Their hair about their breasts,
30652|And twisting, twisting,
30652|Tumbling in the dust.
30652|And the men and the maidens
30652|Were the living things
30652|Whose lives had been as idle
30652|As the wind's, and as strange.
30652|"The wind is not so sweet as you
30652|That blows against the tree,
30652|And the grass is not so sweet as you
30652|That dance upon the hill.
30652|And the wind is not so sweet as you
30652|That blows against the tree,
30652|And the grass is not so sweet as you
30652|That dance upon the hill."
30652|"The wind blows over the grass and the sea,
30652|And the sea-grass stirs not,
30652|And the wind is not so sweet as you
30652|That stirs the sea at night.
30652|And the sea-gulls do not sing so wild
30652|That I hear the music of their wings,
30652|And the sea-birds move in no strange way
30652|That sounds to me strange.
30652|"And the sea-bird's call is faint and far,
30652|And the noise is all in vain,
30652|For the wind alone knows all;
30652|And the wind alone speaks to him,
30652|And alone he listens to the wind.
30652|And he drives the ships that are blown out
30652|From the harbour by the wind,
30652|And he swings in the old window-bar,
30652|And his eyes are all that light the night.
30652|And the sea-bird's call is faint and far,
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30652|The instant dawn is of the dead,
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead.
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead.
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead;
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead.
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead;
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead.
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead.
30652|The instant dawn is of the dead.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
30652|But I have seen them pass.
30652|I know not how these things are,
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30652|_I shall awake with the Dead._
30652|I shall awake with the Dead. I shall rise
30652|From the husk of the earth and my world shall grow
30652|In the dark with the Dead. Let them find a place
30652|For their altar, who shall stand as witness?
30652|I shall be no more there than a cradled child
30652|Clung close to mother's breast, and the dawn shall break
30652|With a sound as of a man's moan, and a cry
30652|Like the cry of a lost soul searching its grave.
30652|When I shall wake again, what shall I say?
30652|_I shall not tell to you._
30652|I shall not tell to you. I shall grow old,
30652|And die in my youth, and at the end of my life
30652|I shall lie pale and tired on the earth,
30652|As on the eve of death. There is no need
30652|For me to tell to you my visions of God.
30652|To-day, and to-morrow, and evermore,
30652|In the great day that is coming for me,
30652|I shall not tell to you, and there is no need
30652|For me to tell to you. You shall not learn
30652|From me what I shall say to-day, and no more.
30652|You shall only know that I have said the words
30652|Which are the words of your desire.
30652|When you have come back,
30652|When you have come back, you shall laugh with me,
30652|For I shall have nothing to say to you
30652|But the words that I have spoken to you.
30652|Shall not have anything to say to you
30652|But the words that I have uttered to you.
30652|I shall laugh with you in the light of the sun,
30652|And I shall cry with you in the night.
30652|In the great day that is coming for me
30652|I shall not laugh nor cry in the ways of you.
30652|For the sun shall roll round and round the earth,
30652|And the moon shall be a thing of
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30652|_I_ am not here!
30652|In the night of twenty centuries, I dreamed
30652|A story of the dawn of a night of pain;
30652|And when that dream was over, I woke and saw
30652|My own face on the door of the night of dreams.
30652|O mist of tears! O rolling flood of rain!
30652|O heavy blackness of the night of years!
30652|And all my life lies drowning in the sea
30652|Of silence that is yonder, far away,
30652|While I lie in the womb of silence;
30652|Where no wind blows, and no wind is stirring,
30652|And the darkness of the night of years
30652|Is like the silence of the grave.
30652|I lie in a place of stars;
30652|And the darkness is the sea;
30652|And a long sky of stars
30652|Is on my head.
30652|And a great, white moon
30652|Is on my heart.
30652|And I lie in the glow
30652|Of the pale stars.
30652|And the silence is the white
30652|Of the sea.
30652|And the silence is the sky
30652|And the moon.
30652|And I lie in a sleep
30652|That the stars
30652|And the sea
30652|And the moon
30652|Wake.
30652|And the silence is the dawn
30652|Of a day;
30652|And a voice
30652|That is far
30652|Is singing to me.
30652|And the silence is the sea
30652|And the stars
30652|And the stars.
30652|And the silence is the dawn
30652|And the stars
30652|And the sea
30652|And the moon.
30652|I cannot find the letters!
30652|I have not walked with the blind through death.
30652|I have not drunk the bitter draughts
30652|From the great hands of the invisible.
30652|I have not lived with the dead
30652|In the darkness.
30652|I am afraid of the dead!
30652|
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30652|I know that in the city there is no one
30652|Of all the race of man, save only the young
30652|Of many-colour'd birth, whose eyes of light
30652|Are litten by the faintness of the star.
30652|In the morning I knew, and I knew then
30652|That that was not what it was; and I knew
30652|That the morning came not. That I was blind
30652|To all my soul's eternities.
30652|So when I die, I shall not know that I
30652|Am blind, but I shall not remember then
30652|That I am blind.
30652|All the old-time sorrow and the new-time joy
30652|Are mingled together in my heart:
30652|It is as one must be drowned in sea
30652|To any man who ever was a king.
30652|There is no harbour for my soul from rest;
30652|But all the old-time sorrow and the new-time joy
30652|Are mingled together in my heart.
30652|I sit at noon by the still sea-shore
30652|That pools and whirls the foam around;
30652|And all the day long through the storm
30652|I think of my love, and my love's journey,
30652|As a child at night by his mother's side.
30652|The weary sea-wind is cold and white
30652|As the still waves that seem to meet the eye,
30652|And the light is drifted from the sea
30652|By the starlight that rises from the skies.
30652|And I watch them, the waves, and the sea,
30652|As a child in the dusk from his bed:
30652|And I think of my love, and my love's journey,
30652|As a child at night by his mother's side.
30652|The storm-clouds have vanished from the sky,
30652|The ocean is calm and far;
30652|And I watch them as they glide along
30652|With a dream in the darkness of my heart.
30652|And I think of my love, and my love's journey,
30652|As a child at
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30652|But the thing in the rocking cradle is Christ,
30652|The rocking cradle is the peace of God,
30652|And the man with the rocking cradle is Christ,
30652|The rocking cradle is the peace of God.
30652|The shadows of the great world creep
30652|Into the heart of the lonely night;
30652|And I think of the countless nights
30652|When I was weary and chill and pale,
30652|And lay awake and dreamt of you.
30652|The shadows of the great world creep
30652|Into the heart of the lonely night,
30652|And I think of the countless nights
30652|When I was weary and pale and poor,
30652|And lay awake and dreamt of you.
30652|The shadows of the great world creep
30652|Into the heart of the lonely night;
30652|And I think of the many a day
30652|When I was happy and free and strong,
30652|And lay awake and dreamt of you.
30652|The shadows of the great world creep
30652|Into the heart of the lonely night;
30652|And I think of the many a day
30652|When I was happy and poor and cold,
30652|And lay awake and dreamt of you.
30652|The shadows of the great world creep
30652|Into the heart of the lonely night;
30652|And I think of the many a day
30652|When I was happy and poor and cold,
30652|And lay awake and dreamt of you.
30652|There is a song in the world of men
30652|That stills at the echo of a sigh,
30652|That echoes in winter and in spring,
30652|And echoes in summer and in fall,
30652|And echoes in autumn, and echoes
30652|In winter, and echoes in summer,
30652|And echoes in winter and echoes
30652|In spring, and echoes in spring;
30652|There is a song in the world of men
30652|That makes the soul of the heart rejoice,
30652|That makes the heart of the man rejoice
30652|With the hope of the prospect of heaven,
30652|
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30652|I see a grave, and, as if a shriek
30652|Would come from out the depths of the grave,
30652|I hear a moan from out the grave of Life.
30652|At last, at last, I know, at last,
30652|That when the womb is shut, and the life
30652|That I made white and sweet in my own breast
30652|Droops and is past, and the child is born
30652|Of the fleshly body and the spirit,
30652|My soul, the ghost of me, will be dust and ashes.
30652|Is this the face of a mother who has borne
30652|A child whose dying eyes will see them?
30652|Is this the face of a lover who has loved
30652|A child whose dying eyes will see them?
30652|Is this the face of a lover who has known
30652|A child whose dying eyes will see them?
30652|It is the face of a woman who will weep
30652|Whose child has died, and will tell you so:
30652|"You died in a bitter fever, my dear,
30652|But you are coming back to me again,
30652|For you knew I loved you, and you know
30652|I know that I loved you."
30652|The King has sent his people out to the eastward;
30652|They have come back, they have come back and they are going
30652|To fight with their old friend, the devil.
30652|Who is the King?
30652|They say that the King has come back from the eastward
30652|And sat in his chair and wept as he did in the
30652|Fifties and sixties, and said to the people
30652|That his heart was aching and he had come back
30652|From wandering.
30652|And a lady of the east,
30652|Who sat with the King in his chair and wept, too,
30652|And said, "I have brought a message from the King
30652|Who sits in the chair of suffering and sighs.
30652|He asks for my counsel and I will tell him
30652|What he must do."
30652|
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30652|When I have borne a load of sadness and grief,
30652|And come back to the world of men again,
30652|When I have learned the name of that great king
30652|Whose name in legend is Arthur's,
30652|O then perhaps I shall see the Second Coming
30652|And be the first one there to see!
30652|At the edge of the world, by the edge of the world,
30652|Where the great deep runs up like a sea,
30652|I have heard a song of the sea-fowl,
30652|Of the birds that seek the white foam-fields
30652|That unroll and grow white as a sheet
30652|In the faint sun, and the thrush is singing
30652|To a tune that is dark as a drum.
30652|And I have been at the edge of the world,
30652|By the edge of the world where the sea-dunes
30652|Are sharp with foam and with sun.
30652|And I have seen the sail of a ship
30652|Fly in the sun; and the sails of ships
30652|Were black as the arms of a ghost.
30652|And I have heard the song of the sea-fowl,
30652|Of the birds that seek the white foam-fields
30652|That unroll and grow white as a sheet
30652|In the faint sun, and the thrush is singing
30652|To a tune that is dark as a drum.
30652|When the wind is in the South, and the sea-wind
30652|Is in the East,
30652|I have heard a song of the sea-fowl
30652|Of the birds that seek the white foam-fields
30652|That unroll and grow white as a sheet
30652|In the faint sun, and the thrush is singing
30652|To a tune that is dark as a drum.
30652|I have watched a darkling ship sail
30652|In the South, and a faint ship sail
30652|In the East.
30652|I have seen a darkling ship at sea
30652|And a darkling shore at the sea-shore
30652|I have seen them all; and I say to
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30652|The darkness drops again. But now I know
30652|That the darkness is no more than a prism
30652|Rent by the star-light from the night of pain
30652|That cracked and fell away like a broken shuttle.
30652|I smell the breath of a wild rose-tree in the breeze.
30652|The earth is alive with a thousand leaves,
30652|The airs are all asunder,
30652|The red sun has not yet broken
30652|The redness of the heavens.
30652|The silence has not yet grown still
30652|In the eternal deep of death.
30652|The silence of the blue night
30652|Of infinite longing.
30652|A great star, the sun, has not come out;
30652|The stars are all asleep in their place.
30652|And the wind sighs in the hedges
30652|Of the quiet night.
30652|Oh, there are so many things that I love;
30652|A sea and a star and a white sea-breeze,
30652|A shining sea and a white star to me
30652|That never will be.
30652|And that's why, as I walk the street,
30652|I sigh and I dream.
30652|I sigh and I dream,
30652|And the wind comes out of the darkness
30652|And blows at my face.
30652|The wind comes out of the darkness
30652|And blows at my face,
30652|The wind comes out of the wind.
30652|I walk by the dim white walls
30652|And the white sea-foam
30652|Is blowing in the windows
30652|And the long white lights are
30652|Shining in the darkness
30652|And I hear the wind come.
30652|The wind comes out of the darkness
30652|And blows at my face.
30652|The wind comes out of the darkness
30652|And blows at my face
30652|That never will be.
30652|"I wish I were a sea-bird
30652|That flies and sings among the waves;
30652|A song-bird with a singing throat
30652|That dances on the waves
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30652|A look from the pale white walls of the house
30652|Hung round the ancient doorway, where stood before
30652|A hideous ruin of the Roman house.
30652|_In the fields beyond the desert, by the way
30652|Where the mighty sand dunes, and the gold sand
30652|In the lands of the mountains blow,
30652|The red sun of the evening on the sky
30652|Is like a sword of Eden._
30652|The red sun of the evening on the sky
30652|Is like a sword of Eden.
30652|_The white moon rises over the night
30652|A veil of misty cloud.
30652|The sun's last smile is like a kiss
30652|Of the white moon on the sea.
30652|The white moon is a child of hell
30652|The whole night long.
30652|The white moon is a child of hell
30652|And the black stars in the heaven._
30652|_And the red sun goes down to the sea
30652|And the red sun of the evening comes
30652|Back to the world again._
30652|For the world is the world and you are you
30652|And I am me, when you are me.
30652|And the red sun of the evening o'er the sky
30652|Is like a sword of Eden.
30652|_And the white moon hangs on the high hills
30652|A veil of cloud.
30652|The sun in heaven is like a sword
30652|Of Eden, the whole night long._
30652|_I am the red sun, and the white moon
30652|Is a child of hell.
30652|I am the white moon with the child's face.
30652|And the red sun goes down to the sea._
30652|_I am the white moon, and the red sun
30652|With his glare is dead.
30652|He is the red sun in the sky
30652|And the white moon in hell._
30652|_I am the white moon, and the red sun
30652|Goes down to the sea.
30652|And the white moon hangs on the high hills
30652|A shroud of cloud._
30652
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30652|I know a world of light and shadow
30652|And a sun that shineth in the dark;
30652|And I hear the voice of the stars in their wandering
30652|As the white stars shine in the dark.
30652|The night is past, and I stand alone
30652|Where a river by the river's side
30652|Is a light, a spirit, and a call,
30652|And a voice of the stars in their wandering.
30652|The river is a river of dreams
30652|And the stars are birds in the sky;
30652|And I know a world of light and shade
30652|And a sun that shineth in the dark.
30652|And I hear the wind, and the river-breeze,
30652|And the stars of the stars are fair;
30652|And I know a world of light and shade
30652|And a sun that shineth in the dark.
30652|The river is a river of light
30652|And the stars are flowers that blow.
30652|And I know a world of light and shade
30652|And a sun that shineth in the dark.
30652|In the shadows of the woods I hear
30652|A song of the birds and the bees;
30652|And I know a world of light and shade
30652|And a sun that shineth in the dark.
30652|I lift my face to the starlight
30652|In the shadows of the woods;
30652|And I look at the stars of the night
30652|And I know a world of light
30652|And a sun that shineth in the dark
30652|Who was it that taught the birds
30652|To fly so high and far?
30652|Who made the bees to climb
30652|And climb forever?
30652|Who made the flowers to blow
30652|And all things to cherish?
30652|The moon looks down on the earth
30652|In the silence of the night;
30652|The flowers look up to the sky
30652|In the darkness of the night;
30652|And all things dream to see
30652|And all things hope to know.
30652|Who made the flowers to
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30652|Ah! what a terror
30652|At this moment is that rocking cradle,
30652|That child with piteous face, that cruel feet,
30652|That man with iron hands and iron mouth.
30652|The salt tears are falling fast
30652|From eyes that shine like the water-stones,
30652|From hands that clasp like the sand-flakes;
30652|From lips that are like the laurel leaves
30652|The kiss of the King of the World.
30652|The day is over.
30652|The night is at hand,
30652|And in this weary hour
30652|Of the wet sand and the cold wind,
30652|Of the longing for the air and the sun,
30652|Of the longing for the beautiful,
30652|Of the anguish, the deep anguish,
30652|The anguish and terror of night,
30652|The eternal anguish of the night
30652|I am certain that the night is dark,
30652|And in the darkness of that dark hour
30652|There is something in the darkness breaking
30652|With a touch of the sunlight's light.
30652|There is something in the darkness breaking
30652|That in my heart I must not tell;
30652|And in the night I must not wake.
30652|Yet there is something in the darkness breaking
30652|That is like a voice of the morning,
30652|That speaks the joy of the morning,
30652|And tells the joy of the morning
30652|That I must not rise and go
30652|Where the green hills of the morning
30652|And the green hills of the day are,
30652|Till day breaks in the darkness.
30652|I am certain that the darkness breaking
30652|In this great hour of the day
30652|Has something in it that is falling,
30652|And is broken under my feet.
30652|And the sky is not made of the darkness
30652|But of the light that falls and lingers
30652|From star to star and from planet to planet,
30652|And this is the secret of the sky.
30652|And this is the mystery of the sky;
30652|And this is
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30652|Was there a shepherd at that time,
30652|Whose face was like a garden in a spring,
30652|Walking in the midst of the water-melodies
30652|That clung to the shadow of the tree-tops,
30652|A flower-like face that stammered at every turn,
30652|With the eyes of a child, and the tresses of a maid?
30652|Was there a shepherd at that time,
30652|That I might look on and hear a little child
30652|Grow up on his shoulders, and with his black hair
30652|Sway and wade in the water?
30652|I know not; but I know that there was
30652|A shepherd at that time,
30652|And that he was in the desert,
30652|And in the darkness of the dawn and the dew-bitten sand-beach,
30652|And that the bird-voice of a river
30652|Wandered in the voice of a little child.
30652|Now I am quite sure that the winds of that time
30652|Went wandering in the empty darkness of the dawn,
30652|In the fair face of a little child,
30652|And that the shadow-bird of a river
30652|Went wading in the voice of a little child.
30652|And the shadow-bird of that time
30652|Went singing to and fro,
30652|And made the long grass sparkle in the sun,
30652|And waded in the voice of a little child.
30652|And the wood-pecker of that time
30652|Came pecking at the ears of a little child,
30652|And cooed at the dear face of a little child;
30652|And he was a little bird of iron,
30652|And waded in the voice of a little child.
30652|Now I am quite sure that the wind of that time
30652|Went wandering in the moonlight of the dawn,
30652|In the fair face of a little child,
30652|And that the great bird of iron
30652|Came pecking at the ears of a little child.
30652|And the wood-
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30652|That all the tombs of men are now awake,
30652|And all the tombs of men are now awaking
30652|From their long slumber, and that the One,
30652|Who walketh in darkness, hath come again,
30652|Waking the blind and the dead to light,
30652|Hath turned the darkness into an answer,
30652|And all the years of stony silence back
30652|And maddened laughter back and deep lament
30652|That broke upon the night with terrible bugle-horns,
30652|And all the tombs of men are now awake.
30652|The darkness drops again. But now I know
30652|The shifting of the tides of the world's dark waves
30652|Is at hand; and the One, who in darkness calleth
30652|To life, hath come again, and the whole world's story
30652|Is told, and more than all men's imaginations
30652|Of a new dawn is stirred and stirred
30652|With a wondrous light that shall awaken all,
30652|And lift all tombs of men up again.
30652|O earth! and earth! earth!
30652|O earth, earth,
30652|The darkness drops again. But now I know
30652|The changing of the tides of the world's dark waves
30652|Is at hand; and the One who in darkness calleth
30652|The living, the life-giving waters out
30652|From the eternal deep are at hand.
30652|O earth, earth,
30652|O earth, earth,
30652|O earth, earth, earth, earth, earth,
30652|O earth, earth, earth, earth, earth,
30652|And all the darkness drops again,
30652|And all the tombs of men are now awake,
30652|And all the darkness is at hand.
30652|O sea! sea!
30652|O sea, sea,
30652|O sea, sea,
30652|The darkness drops again, but now I know
30652|That the One who in darkness calleth
30652|To life, the One who is life, is at hand
30652|In a mystery of
======================================== SAMPLE 494 ========================================
30652|The sea-winds are in their turbid streamers;
30652|The tide is at a glacial rate;
30652|The mountains are white with their snow.
30652|The white rock is the sun, and the tide a shadow
30652|On whose course the sun goes down to the grave.
30652|A grand procession of earth's great weather-caches
30652|Past the mighty offices of the state,
30652|And over the pavement of the great motor-cars
30652|Rushes up the great convoy of rain.
30652|So that one has to feel for the passing cloud
30652|And the great procession of mist;
30652|The great procession of mist!
30652|And one has to stand and watch the great procession
30652|Of the wind in the cloud, and the great procession
30652|Of rain in the cloud, and the great procession
30652|Of the wind, and the great procession of rain.
30652|It's like a movie to the very end:
30652|A splendid, rhythmic, wonderful thing,
30652|With beautiful people and dreadful things,
30652|With beautiful women and dreadful men,
30652|And wonderful machines that frighten men.
30652|The lightning's a great big barn;
30652|The thunder's a great big house;
30652|The earthquake's a big ball in the street;
30652|The fire's a big black fire;
30652|The falling tree is a big black pine;
30652|The rain is a big black rain.
30652|And thunder, lightning, fire, pine, fire, pine,
30652|And tree, tree, tree, tree, tree,
30652|Down in the street, down in the lane,
30652|Down in the meadow, in the flood,
30652|Down in the wheat, in the corn, in the wheat,
30652|They all go crashing to the ground.
30652|So it's thunder, lightning, fire, pine, fire, pine,
30652|And tree, tree, tree, tree, tree,
30652|The rain's come in with the rain,
30652|And the rain's coming in with the rain,
30652|And the rain
======================================== SAMPLE 495 ========================================
30652|The shadows move, and still the rocking cradle
30652|Wakes trembling infants in the darkness;
30652|One of them is the pale child who will one day
30652|Behold the light of the Bridegroom's face.
30652|There is no good can come of stumbling here,
30652|For ever and for ever to this place;
30652|The other is an odour of the air
30652|That wafts out of darkness; he will not see
30652|The light of the Bridegroom's face.
30652|The darkness falls again, but the far cry
30652|Of the strong wind across the desert seems
30652|Like the cry of one who sees the light of God
30652|In the deep night; and as it dies away
30652|I feel the touch of a lost hand in my own.
30652|This is the end, and the end of the road;
30652|The sound of the wind, and the darkness, and the red
30652|Of the desert, and I lie dead.
30652|And the darkness closes up again, and still
30652|I lie dead and watch the stars go by,
30652|Watch the great twilight of the hills;
30652|And the sound of the wind dies away, and the moon
30652|Strikes across the sky like a dead leaf.
30652|O thou who fellest on the gold of the stars
30652|And hearest how the hills cry,
30652|O thou who hast seen the light of the mountains
30652|And the dark of the seas,
30652|The Lord of the clouds and the fire and the whirlwind
30652|And the thunder and the storm!
30652|I am a stranger to the morning,
30652|But the darkness of the hill-tops
30652|Is like the last, dark voice of the sea,
30652|That answered and was silent,
30652|And the last, last sigh of the sea.
30652|I have no songs to give you;
30652|No stories to unfold you;
30652|But I will lift your vision
30652|Out of the night and its silence
30652|Out of the darkness and tears
30652|And the endless last,
======================================== SAMPLE 496 ========================================
30652|I see that there are two of us
30652|To-day, one on either hand;
30652|And that the other,
30652|Weary of the long day's wandering,
30652|Is falling asleep,
30652|Where, beneath the silvery moon,
30652|His weary feet shall reach again
30652|The hills of Arno, and the shore
30652|Where my heart met with its old delight
30652|In the wild woods of the West.
30652|And I think how the dawning will be
30652|With the sweat of the journey through;
30652|And that the weary feet of him
30652|That falls asleep beside me,
30652|Shall touch my heart, and it shall sigh
30652|In a sleep that is sweet as sleep
30652|That of my own youth I dreamed.
30652|I think of him, the weary one,
30652|To whom the many-colored morning
30652|Shall give the glad news of the coming day
30652|And the dawning of the sun.
30652|But I think how the weary one
30652|Must lie beside his dream,
30652|While I go on, and on, and on,
30652|Till I see the silver-shining sun
30652|Behold me faint with wandering.
30652|And I think of the sun, and
30652|Of the stars that are his,
30652|And I think of the sorrowing one
30652|That was my first-fever foe,
30652|And he lies in the grass by the brook
30652|Asleep beside me.
30652|And I think of the shadows that come
30652|Over the earth and the sea,
30652|And I think of the morning, and
30652|Of the wild birds on the trees;
30652|And I think of the dreams that are dreaming
30652|Of the brown birds in the boughs
30652|And the brown birds in the boughs.
30652|And I think of the dream that is dreaming
30652|Of a world of man's work,
30652|Where the rich go out, and the poor
30652|Go out to
======================================== SAMPLE 497 ========================================
30652|This very dawn I know, and yet a vision
30652|Flickers in my heart, and will not wake again.
30652|The land of the Camel and of the stork,
30652|The land of the crags and of the sea-swallows,
30652|The land where the sandhills, grey with rain,
30652|Are lovely, beautiful, in that land of the shadow.
30652|Yet there are also graves, and beautiful graves,
30652|And beautiful souls, and in the land of the shadow
30652|The grave of the Camel, and the grave of the stork,
30652|And in the land of the mighty sun-ray
30652|There is a great sea-wave that bursts on the grave
30652|Of the dead sun-rays, and like a mighty wind
30652|The waves are borne in; and in the waves above
30652|There is a surge that blows the sandhills further
30652|To the shores of the world, and then a sudden storm
30652|Is born of the dark and the storm is born of the dark.
30652|With light that is like flame and light that is like flame,
30652|The white waves are borne, and with the sun-rays borne
30652|The night is born of the dark and the night is born
30652|Of the dead night-wind and the sea-wind.
30652|The night is born of the dark and the sea-wind,
30652|And the great sea-wave is borne in the wind-time
30652|And the wind-time is borne in the day-time
30652|And a dream that is like flame is born of the dream,
30652|And a voice that is like flame is born of the voice,
30652|And a light that is like flame is born of the light.
30652|O, the great sea-wave is borne in the wind-time,
30652|And the wind-time is borne in the day-time,
30652|And the great sea-wave is borne in the sky-time.
30652|The sea is lighted like a small flame on high,
30652|And the wind-time is lighted like a small flame,
30652|And the sea
======================================== SAMPLE 498 ========================================
30652|Who stands thereon, who thereon,
30652|Whose proud face waves and glares,
30652|Whose hands are black with manacles,
30652|Whose eyes with blood of blackest night,
30652|And that long beard upon his brow,
30652|Are they the Consul of Rome?
30652|Ah, but the Consul of Rome,
30652|The Consul of Rome!
30652|Who stands thereon, who thereon,
30652|Whose hands are black with manacles,
30652|Whose eyes with blood of blackest night,
30652|And that long beard upon his brow,
30652|Are they the Consul of Rome?
30652|He stands thereon, who thereon,
30652|Whose hand is black with manacles,
30652|Who is the Master of all;
30652|His lips are iron, and his teeth
30652|Are stones of iron; his feet are cloven
30652|By iron fetters that are drawn
30652|And bound about with iron bands,
30652|And in his hands is a golden chain
30652|That binds the souls of men and things,
30652|And over Rome is the Consul of Rome.
30652|He stands thereon, who thereon,
30652|Whose hands are black with manacles,
30652|Who is the Master of all;
30652|His lips are iron, and his teeth
30652|Are stones of iron; his feet are cloven
30652|By iron fetters that are drawn
30652|And bound about with iron bands,
30652|And in his hand is a golden chain
30652|That binds the souls of men and things,
30652|And over Rome is the Consul of Rome.
30652|There is a voice that hearkens in his ears,
30652|That hearkens in Rome, that shall not die;
30652|For he has seen the Consuls tremble in their seats,
30652|And they shall feel the Consuls' hand on their brows,
30652|And be loosed from the iron chains that bind
30652|The souls of men and things, and be freed
30652|From the
======================================== SAMPLE 499 ========================================
30652|I know that in the darkling, untroubled hall
30652|Of the temple I have sat and seen the Word
30652|Dream by and by, and heard the words of the Son
30652|Crying to the stars: "Hear from me, O Lord,
30652|And I will give to Thy servant a light
30652|That He may prophesy"--yet never a word
30652|I knew, for ever, as I laid my heart
30652|At rest, till the first dark dawn, till I saw
30652|The abyss of the long-continuous dark
30652|Before me; till I saw the lifeless men
30652|Tortured and thrown down the pit, and the brood
30652|That is the host of the sun; and I saw
30652|The long, grey shadows of the things that die
30652|In the furnace of the sun, and the smoke
30652|From the old fiery walls of the temple,
30652|And the grey-mouthed winds and the long waves
30652|And the long-toothed cliffs.
30652|Then I knew that I had not been with Christ
30652|As the good shepherd, but had turned my heart
30652|To the cold, rude, rustic child.
30652|Alas! to the winds that curse the white brows
30652|And the grey-haired head of him that wears the crown
30652|Who holds the world in his great hands!
30652|Alas! to the heart that toil and labour
30652|Can never make whole; to the heart that bleeds
30652|And aches with the hot tears of sacrifice
30652|And cannot bless--the heart of him that dies
30652|With the old sun-smit with the fresh blue fires.
30652|Alas! to the heart that is not true,
30652|But the old and the false; to the heart that yearns
30652|For something to give and to forget;
30652|To the heart of the lonely man that lieth
30652|Alone in the cold wind, and cannot speak;
30652|To the heart of him who lives on the earth
30652|And cannot find the long promised sun.
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30652|This is the earth-king's son, whose face
30652|Is plain to view,
30652|The new-born baby, crowned with black
30652|And flecked with white;
30652|This is the mess-towered king in his pride,
30652|Whom the angels call.
30652|His heart is glad, for a dream
30652|Of the great King he saw,
30652|And the man of the black mane on his head
30652|And the king-steed's wild eyes.
30652|But his heart is sad, for his fate
30652|Is still the same;
30652|He has grown old, and still at his feet
30652|The black mane's thick plumes.
30652|And the king-steed's black mouth is full of heat,
30652|And his eyes are set
30652|Where the eyes of the lion-men.
30652|But I speak of this king-steed,
30652|Whose proud feet set
30652|Against the lion-men's strong breasts
30652|In passionate fury,
30652|As he that is the king of the world
30652|And the King of the sea.
30652|All the men of the world that are rising
30652|And are marching
30652|To the sea-fields and the wars,
30652|They are driven by the vision of God
30652|For the sake of a king,
30652|The king-steed that shall bear them on
30652|Whither the kings shall lead.
30652|For the cry of the trumpet is heeded,
30652|And the king's child is crowned,
30652|Whose father is the King of the earth,
30652|And the King of the sea.
30652|I have seen the King-Steed's eyes
30652|As he foams and neighs,
30652|And the eyes of the sea-men
30652|Where the ships are a-cursing.
30652|But I speak of this king-steed
30652|Whom the angels call.
30652|His heart is glad for a dream
30652|Of the great King he saw;
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