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Blue Squills

Blue Squills

How many million Aprils came

Before I ever knew

How white a cherry bough could be,

A bed of squills, how blue!

And many a dancing April

When life is done with me,

Will lift the blue flame of the flower

And the white flame of the tree.

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Love In Autumn

Love In Autumn

I sought among the drifting leaves,

The golden leaves that once were green,

To see if Love were hiding there

And peeping out between.

For thro' the silver showers of May

And thro' the summer's heavy heat,

In vain I sought his golden head

And light, fast-flying feet.

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"I Know The Stars"

"I Know The Stars"

I KNOW the stars by their names,

Aldebaran, Altair,

And I know the path they take

Up heaven's broad blue stair.

I know the secrets of men

By the look of their eyes,

Their gray thoughts, their strange thoughts

Have made me sad and wise.

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Anadyomene

Anadyomene

The wide, bright temple of the world I found,

And entered from the dizzy infinite

That I might kneel and worship thee in it;

Leaving the singing stars their ceaseless round

Of silver music sound on orbed sound,

For measured spaces where the shrines are lit,

And men with wisdom or with little wit

Implore the gods that mercy may abound.

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After Love

After Love

There is no magic any more,

We meet as other people do,

You work no miracle for me

Nor I for you.

You were the wind and I the sea —

There is no splendor any more,

I have grown listless as the pool

Beside the shore.

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Snowfall

Snowfall

"She can't be unhappy," you said,

"The smiles are like stars in her eyes,

And her laughter is thistledown

Around her low replies."

"Is she unhappy?" you said—

But who has ever known

Another's heartbreak—

All he can know is his own;

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Alchemy

Alchemy

I lift my heart as spring lifts up

A yellow daisy to the rain;

My heart will be a lovely cup

Altho' it holds but pain.

For I shall learn from flower and leaf

That color every drop they hold,

To change the lifeless wine of grief

To living gold.

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Spring In War Time

Spring In War Time

I feel the spring far off, far off,

The faint, far scent of bud and leaf --

Oh, how can spring take heart to come

To a world in grief,

Deep grief?

The sun turns north, the days grow long,

Later the evening star grows bright --

How can the daylight linger on

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A Fantasy

A Fantasy

Her voice is like clear water

That drips upon a stone

In forests far and silent

Where Quiet plays alone.

Her thoughts are like the lotus

Abloom by sacred streams

Beneath the temple arches

Where Quiet sits and dreams.

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Tonight

Tonight

The moon is a curving flower of gold,

The sky is still and blue;

The moon was made for the sky to hold,

And I for you;

The moon is a flower without a stem,

The sky is luminous;

Eternity was made for them,

To-night for us.

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The Kiss

The Kiss

I hoped that he would love me,

And he has kissed my mouth,

But I am like a stricken bird

That cannot reach the south.

For though I know he loves me,

To-night my heart is sad;

His kiss was not so wonderful

As all the dreams I had.

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The Long Hill

The Long Hill

I must have passed the crest a while ago

And now I am going down—

Strange to have crossed the crest and not to know,

But the brambles were always grabbing at the hem of my gown.

All the morning I thought how proud I should be

To stand there straight as a queen,

Wrapped in the wind and the sun with the world under me—

But the air was dull, there was little I could have seen.

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