In my craft or sullen art

By Dylan Thomas
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common ages
Of their most secret heart!
Not for the "roud man a"art
#rom the raging moon I rite
On these s"indrift "ages
Not for the toering dead
With their nightingales and "salms
But for the lovers, their arms
$ound the griefs of the ages,
Who "ay no "raise or ages
Nor heed my craft or art!
ON LOOKING UP BY CHANCE AT THE CONSTELLATIONS
By Roert !rost
%ou&ll ait a long, long time for anything much
To ha""en in heaven beyond the floats of cloud
And the Northern 'ights that run li(e tingling nerves!
The sun and moon get crossed, but they never touch,
Nor stri(e out fire from each other, nor crash out loud!
The "lanets seem to interfere in their curves,
But nothing ever ha""ens, no harm is done!
We may as ell go "atiently on ith our life!
And loo( elsehere then to stars and moon and sun
#or the shoc(s and changes e need to (ee" us sane!
It is true the longest draught ill end in rain,
The longest "eace in )hina ill end in strife!
*till it ouldn&t reard the atcherto stay aa(e
In ho"es of seeing the calm of heaven brea(
On his "articular time and "ersonal sight!
That calm seems certainly safe to last tonight!

"ANY ARE CALLE#
BY EDWIN A. ROBINSON
The Lord Apollo, who has never died,
Still holds alone his immemorial rein,
S!preme in an imprena"le domain
That with his mai# he has $orti$ied%
And tho!h melodio!s m!ltit!des have tried
In e#stas&, in an!ish, and in vain,
With invo#ation sa#red and pro$ane
To l!re him, even the lo!dest are o!tside.
Onl& at !n#on'e#t!red intervals,
B& will o$ him on whom no man ma& a(e,
B& word o$ him whose law no man has read,
A )!estin liht ma& ri$t the s!llen walls,
To #lin where mostl& its in$re)!ent ra&s
*al olden on the patien#e o$ the dead.
GOO#$BYE
BY RAL+, W. E-ERSON
.ood/"&e, pro!d world0 I1m oin home2
Tho! art not m& $riend, and I1m not thine.
Lon thro!h th& wear& #rowds I roam%
A river ar3 on the o#ean "rine,
Lon I1ve "een tossed li3e the driven $oam%
B!t now, pro!d world0 I1m oin home.
.ood/"&e to *latter&1s $awnin $a#e%
To .rande!r with wise rima#e%
To !pstart Wealth1s averted e&e%
To s!pple O$$i#e, low and hih%
To #rowded halls, to #o!rt and street%
To $ro(en hearts and hastin $eet%
To those who o, and those who #ome%
.ood/"&e, pro!d world0 I1m oin home.
I am oin to m& own hearthstone,
Bosomed in &on reen hills alone,/
A se#ret noo3 in a pleasant land,
Whose roves the $roli# $airies planned%
Where art#hes reen, the livelon da&,
E#ho the "la#3"ird1s ro!ndela&,
And v!lar $eet have never trod
A spot that is sa#red to tho!ht and .od.
O, when I1m sa$e in m& s&lvan home
I tread on the pride o$ .ree#e and Rome%
And when I am stret#hed "eneath the pines,
Where the evenin star so hol& shines,
I la!h at the lore and the pride o$ man,
At the sophist s#hools, and the learned #lan%
*or what are the& all, in their hih #on#eit
When man in the "!sh with .od ma& meet4
+A *',-BE$ DID -% *.I$IT *EA'+
by William Wordsorth
A *',-BE$ did my s"irit seal/
I had no human fears0
*he seemed a thing that could not feel
The touch of earthly years!
No motion has she no, no force/
*he neither hears nor sees/
$olled round in earth&s diurnal course,
With roc(s, and stones, and trees!

#E"ETER AN# PERSEPHONE
B& Al$red Tenn&son
*aint as a #limate/#hanin "ird that $lies
All niht a#ross the dar3ness, and at dawn
*alls on the threshold o$ her native land,
And #an no more, tho! #amest, O m& #hild,
Led !pward "& the .od o$ hosts and dreams,
Who laid thee at Ele!sis, da(ed and d!m",
With passin thro1 at on#e $rom state to state,
5ntil I "ro!ht thee hither, that the da&,
When here th& hands let $all the ather1d $lower,
-iht "rea3 thro1 #lo!ded memories on#e aain
On th& lost sel$. A s!dden nihtinale
Saw thee, and $lash1d into a $roli# o$ son
And wel#ome% and a leam as o$ the moon,
When $irst she peers alon the trem!lo!s deep,
*led waverin o1er th& $a#e, and #hased awa&
That shadow o$ a li3eness to the 3in
O$ shadows, th& dar3 mate. +ersephone0
6!een o$ the dead no more // m& #hild0 Thine e&es
Aain were h!man/odli3e, and the S!n
B!rst $rom a swimmin $lee#e o$ winter ra&,
And ro"ed thee in his da& $rom head to $eet //
7-other07 and I was $olded in thine arms.
8hild, those imperial, disimpassion1d e&es
Awed even me at $irst, th& mother // e&es
That o$t had seen the serpent/wanded power
Draw downward into ,ades with his dri$t
O$ $i#3erin spe#tres, lihted $rom "elow
B& the red ra#e o$ $ier& +hleethon%
B!t when "e$ore have .ods or men "eheld
The Li$e that had des#ended re/arise,
And lihted $rom a"ove him "& the S!n4
So miht& was the mother1s #hildless #r&,
A #r& that ran thro1 ,ades, Earth, and ,eaven0
So in this pleasant vale we stand aain,
The $ield o$ Enna, now on#e more a"la(e
With $lowers that "rihten as th& $ootstep $alls,
All $lowers // "!t $or one "la#3 "l!r o$ earth
Le$t "& that #losin #hasm, thro1 whi#h the #ar
O$ dar3 Aidone!s risin rapt thee hen#e.
And here, m& #hild, tho1 $olded in thine arms,
I $eel the deathless heart o$ motherhood
Within me sh!dder, lest the na3ed le"e
Sho!ld &awn on#e more into the !l$, and then#e
The shrill& whinn&ins o$ the team o$ ,ell,
As#endin, pier#e the lad and son$!l air,
And all at on#e their ar#h1d ne#3s, midniht/maned,
9et !pward thro1 the mid/da& "lossom. No0
*or, see, th& $oot has to!#h1d it% all the spa#e
O$ "lan3 earth/"aldness #lothes itsel$ a$resh,
And "rea3s into the #ro#!s/p!rple ho!r
That saw thee vanish.
8hild, when tho! wert one,
I envied h!man wives, and nested "irds,
Yea, the #!""1d lioness% went in sear#h o$ thee
Thro1 man& a pala#e, man& a #ot, and ave
Th& "reast to ailin in$ants in the niht,
And set the mother wa3in in ama(e
To $ind her si#3 one whole% and $orth aain
Amon the wail o$ midniht winds, and #ried,
7Where is m& loved one4 Where$ore do &e wail47
And o!t $rom all the niht an answer shrill1d,
7We 3now not, and we 3now not wh& we wail.7
I #lim"1d on all the #li$$s o$ all the seas,
And as31d the waves that moan a"o!t the world
7Where4 do &e ma3e &o!r moanin $or m& #hild47
And ro!nd $rom all the world the voi#es #ame
7We 3now not, and we 3now not wh& we moan.7
7Where47 and I stared $rom ever& eale/pea3,
I thridded the "la#3 heart o$ all the woods,
I peer1d thro1 tom" and #ave, and in the storms
O$ A!t!mn swept a#ross the #it&, and heard
The m!rm!r o$ their temples #hantin me,
-e, me, the desolate -other0 7Where74 // and t!rn1d,
And $led "& man& a waste, $orlorn o$ man,
And rieved $or man thro1 all m& rie$ $or thee, //
The '!nle rooted in his shatter1d hearth,
The serpent #oil1d a"o!t his "ro3en sha$t,
The s#orpion #rawlin over na3ed s3!lls% //
I saw the tier in the r!in1d $ane
Sprin $rom his $allen .od, "!t tra#e o$ thee
I saw not% and $ar on, and, $ollowin o!t
A lea!e o$ la"&rinthine dar3ness, #ame
On three ra& heads "eneath a leamin ri$t.
7Where74 and I heard one voi#e $rom all the three
7We 3now not, $or we spin the lives o$ men,
And not o$ .ods, and 3now not wh& we spin0
There is a *ate "e&ond !s.7 Nothin 3new.
Last as the li3eness o$ a d&in man,
Witho!t his 3nowlede, $rom him $lits to warn
A $ar/o$$ $riendship that he #omes no more,
So he, the .od o$ dreams, who heard m& #r&,
Drew $rom th&sel$ the li3eness o$ th&sel$
Witho!t th& 3nowlede, and th& shadow past
Be$ore me, #r&in 7The Briht one in the hihest
Is "rother o$ the Dar3 one in the lowest,
And Briht and Dar3 have sworn that I, the #hild
O$ thee, the reat Earth/-other, thee, the +ower
That li$ts her "!ried li$e $rom loom to "loom,
Sho!ld "e $or ever and $or evermore
The Bride o$ Dar3ness.7
So the Shadow wail1d.
Then I, Earth/.oddess, #!rsed the .ods o$ ,eaven.
I wo!ld not minle with their $easts% to me
Their ne#tar sma#31d o$ hemlo#3 on the lips,
Their ri#h am"rosia tasted a#onite.
The man, that onl& lives and loves an ho!r,
Seem1d no"ler than their hard Eternities.
-& )!i#3 tears 3ill1d the $lower, m& ravins h!sh1d
The "ird, and lost in !tter rie$ I $ail1d
To send m& li$e thro1 olive/&ard and vine
And olden rain, m& i$t to helpless man.
Rain/rotten died the wheat, the "arle&/spears
Were hollow/h!s31d, the lea$ $ell, and the s!n,
+ale at m& rie$, drew down "e$ore his time
Si#3enin, and Aetna 3ept her winter snow.
Then ,e, the "rother o$ this Dar3ness, ,e
Who still is hihest, lan#in $rom his heiht
On earth a $r!itless $allow, when he miss1d
The wonted steam o$ sa#ri$i#e, the praise
And pra&er o$ men, de#reed that tho! sho!ld1st dwell
*or nine white moons o$ ea#h whole &ear with me,
Three dar3 ones in the shadow with th& :in.
On#e more the reaper in the leam o$ dawn
Will see me "& the landmar3 $ar awa&,
Blessin his $ield, or seated in the d!s3
O$ even, "& the lonel& threshin/$loor,
Re'oi#in in the harvest and the rane.
Yet I, Earth/.oddess, am "!t ill/#ontent
With them, who still are hihest. Those ra& heads,
What meant the& "& their 7*ate "e&ond the *ates7
B!t &o!ner 3indlier .ods to "ear !s down,
As we "ore down the .ods "e$ore !s4 .ods,
To )!en#h, not h!rl the th!nder"olt, to sta&,
Not spread the pla!e, the $amine% .ods indeed,
To send the noon into the niht and "rea3
The s!nless halls o$ ,ades into ,eaven4
Till th& dar3 lord a##ept and love the S!n,
And all the Shadow die into the Liht,
When tho! shalt dwell the whole "riht &ear with me,
And so!ls o$ men, who rew "e&ond their ra#e,
And made themselves as .ods aainst the $ear
O$ Death and ,ell% and tho! that hast $rom men,
As 6!een o$ Death, that worship whi#h is *ear,
,en#e$orth, as havin risen $rom o!t the dead,
Shalt ever send th& li$e alon with mine
*rom "!ried rain thro1 sprinin "lade, and "less
Their arner1d A!t!mn also, reap with me,
Earth/mother, in the harvest h&mns o$ Earth
The worship whi#h is Love, and see no more
The Stone, the Wheel, the diml&/limmerin lawns
O$ that El&si!m, all the hate$!l $ires
O$ torment, and the shadow& warrior lide
Alon the silent $ield o$ Asphodel.
Autumn *unshine
"& D.,. Lawren#e
T,E S5N sets o!t the a!t!mn #ro#!ses

And $ills them !p a po!rin meas!re

O$ death/prod!#in wine, till treas!re

R!ns waste down their #hali#es.


All, all +ersephone;s pale #!ps o$ mo!ld

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Are on the "oard, are over/$illed%

The portion to the ods is spilled%

Now, mortals all, ta3e hold0


The time is now, the wine/#!p $!ll and $!ll

O$ lam"ent heaven, a pledin/#!p%
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Let now all mortal men ta3e !p

The drin3, and a lon, stron p!ll.


O!t o$ the hell/)!een;s #!p, the heaven;s pale wine<

Drin3 then, invisi"le heroes, drin3.

Lips to the vessels, never shrin3,
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Throats to the heavens in#line.


And ta3e within the wine the od;s reat oath

B& heaven and earth and hellish stream

To "rea3 this si#3 and na!seo!s dream

We writhe and l!st in, "oth.
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Swear, in the pale wine po!red $rom the #!ps o$ the )!een

O$ hell, to wa3e and "e $ree

*rom this nihtmare we writhe in,

Brea3 o!t o$ this $o!l has/"een.

The +ra&er o$ Nat!re
"& .eore .. B&ron
=
=. *ather o$ Liht0 reat .od o$ ,eaven0
>. ,ear;st tho! the a##ents o$ despair4
?. 8an !ilt li3e man;s "e e;er $oriven4
@. 8an vi#e atone $or #rimes "& pra&er4
>
A. *ather o$ Liht, on thee I #all0
B. Tho! seest m& so!l is dar3 within%
C. Tho! who #anst;mar3 the sparrow;s $all,
D. Avert $rom me the death o$ sin.
?
E. No shrine I see3, to se#ts !n3nown%
=F. Oh, point to me the path o$ tr!th0
==. Th& dread omnipoten#e I own%
=>. Spare, &et amend, the $a!lts o$ &o!th.
@
=?. Let "iots rear a loom& $ane,
=@. Let s!perstitition haile the pile,
=A. Let priests, to spread their sa"le rein,
=B. With tales o$ m&sti# rites "e!ile.
A
=C. Shall man #on$ine his -a3er;s swa&
=D. To .othi# domes o$ mo!lderin stone4
=E. Th& temple is the $a#e o$ the da&%
>F. Earth, o#ean, heaven, th& "o!ndless throne.
B
>=. Shall man #ondemn his ra#e to hell,
>>. 5nless the& "end in pompo!s $orm4
>?. Tell !s that all, o$ one who $ell,
>@. -!st perish in the minlin storm4
C
>A. Shall ea#h pretend to rea#h the s3ies,
>B. Yet doom his "rother to eGpire,
>C. Whose so!l a di$$erent hope s!pplies,
>D. Or do#trines less severe inspire4
D
>E. Shall these, "& #reeds the& #an;t eGpo!nd,
?F. +repare a $an#ied "liss or woe4
?=. Shall reptiles, rovellin on the ro!nd,
?>. Their reat 8reator;s p!rpose 3now4
E
??. Shall those, who live $or sel$ alone,
?@. Whose &ears $loat on in a dail& #rime<
?A. Shall the& "& *aith $or !ilt atone,
?B. And live "e&ond the "o!nds o$ Time4
=F
?C. *ather0 no prophet;s laws I see3,<
?D. Th& laws in Nat!re;s wor3s appear%<
?E. I own m&sel$ #orr!pt and wea3,
@F. Yet will I pra&, $or tho! wilt hear0
==
@=. Tho!, who #anst !ide the wanderin star
@>. Thro!h tra#3ness realms o$ other;s spa#e%
@?. Who #alm;st the elemental war,
@@. Whose hand $rom pole to pole I tra#e.
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@A. Tho!, who in wisdom pla#ed me here,
@B. Who, when tho! wilt, #anst ta3e me hen#e,
@C. Ah0 whilst I tread this earthl& sphere,
@D. EGtend to me th& wide de$en#e.
=?
@E. To Thee, m& .od, to thee I #all0
AF. Whatever weal or woe "etide,
A=. B& th& #ommand I rise or $all,
A>. In th& prote#tion I #on$ide.
=@
A?. I$, when this d!st to d!st;s restored,
A@. -& so!l shall $lo!t on air& win,
AA. ,ow sall th& lorio!s name adored
AB. Inspire her $eedle voi#e to sin0
=A
AC. B!t, i$ this $leetin spirit share
AD. With #la& the aves eternal "ed,
AE. While li$e &et thro"es I raise m& pra&er,
BF. Tho!h doom;d no more to )!it the dead.
=B
B=. To Thee I "reathe m& h!m"le strain%
B>. .rate$!l $or all th& mer#ies past,
B?. And hope, m& .od, to thee aain
B@. This errin li$e ma& $l& at last.

The 1arden of Eros
B& Os#ar Wilde
IT is $!ll s!mmer now, the heart o$ 9!ne,

Not &et the s!n/"!rnt reapers are a/stir

5pon the !pland meadow where too soon

Ri#h a!t!mn time, the season;s !s!rer,

Will lend his hoarded old to all the trees,

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And see his treas!re s#attered "& the wild and spendthri$t
"ree(e.


Too soon indeed0 &et here the da$$odil,

That love/#hild o$ the Sprin, has linered on

To veG the rose with 'ealo!s&, and still

The hare"ell spreads her a(!re pavilion,
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And li3e a stra&ed and wanderin reveller

A"andoned o$ its "rothers, whom lon sin#e 9!ne;s
messener


The missel/thr!sh has $rihted $rom the lade,

One pale nar#iss!s loiters $ear$!ll&

8lose to a shadow& noo3, where hal$ a$raid
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O$ their own loveliness some violets lie

That will not loo3 the old s!n in the $a#e

*or $ear o$ too m!#h splendo!r,<ah0 methin3s it is a pla#e


Whi#h sho!ld "e trodden "& +ersephone

When wearied o$ the $lowerless $ields o$ Dis0
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Or dan#ed on "& the lads o$ Ar#ad&0

The hidden se#ret o$ eternal "liss

:nown to the .re#ian here a man miht $ind,

Ah0 &o! and I ma& $ind it now i$ Love and Sleep "e 3ind.


There are the $lowers whi#h mo!rnin ,era3les
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Strewed on the tom" o$ ,&las, #ol!m"ine,

Its white doves all a/$l!tter where the "ree(e

:issed them too harshl&, the small #elandine,

That &ellow/3irtled #horister o$ eve,

And lila# lad&;s/smo#3,<"!t let them "loom alone, and
leave
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Yon spired holl&/ho#3 red/#ro#3eted

To swa& its silent #himes, else m!st the "ee,

Its little "ellriner, o see3 instead

Some other pleasa!n#e% the anemone

That weeps at da&"rea3, li3e a sill& irl
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Be$ore her love, and hardl& lets the "!tter$lies !n$!rl


Their painted wins "eside it,<"id it pine

In pale virinit&% the winter snow

Will s!it it "etter than those lips o$ thine

Whose $ires wo!ld "!t s#or#h it, rather o
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And pl!#3 that amoro!s $lower whi#h "looms alone,

*ed "& the pander wind with d!st o$ 3isses not its own.


The tr!mpet/mo!ths o$ red #onvolv!l!s

So dear to maidens, #ream& meadow/sweet

Whiter than 9!no;s throat and odoro!s
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As all Ara"ia, h&a#inths the $eet

O$ ,!ntress Dian wo!ld "e loth to mar

*or an& dappled $awn,<pl!#3 these, and those $ond $lowers

whi#h are

*airer than what 6!een Hen!s trod !pon

Beneath the pines o$ Ida, e!#haris,
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That mornin star whi#h does not dread the s!n,

And "!ddin mar'oram whi#h "!t to 3iss

Wo!ld sweeten 8&therIa;s lips and ma3e

Adonis 'ealo!s,<these $or th& head,<and $or th& irdle ta3e


Yon #!rvin spra& o$ p!rple #lematis
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Whose oreo!s d&e o!t$lames the T&rian :in,

And $oG/loves with their noddin #hali#es,

B!t that one nar#iss whi#h the startled Sprin

Let $rom her 3irtle $all when $irst she heard

In her own woods the wild tempest!o!s son o$ s!mmer;s
"ird,
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Ah0 leave it $or a s!"tle memor&

O$ those sweet trem!lo!s da&s o$ rain and s!n,

When April la!hed "etween her tears to see

The earl& primrose with sh& $ootsteps r!n

*rom the narled oa3/tree roots till all the wold,
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Spite o$ its "rown and trampled leaves, rew "riht with
shimmerin old.


Na&, pl!#3 it too, it is not hal$ so sweet

As tho! th&sel$, m& so!l;s idolatr&0

And when tho! art a/wearied at th& $eet

Shall oGlips weave their "rihtest tapestr&,
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*or thee the wood"ine shall $oret its pride

And vail its tanled whorls, and tho! shalt wal3 on daisies
pied.


And I will #!t a reed "& &onder sprin

And ma3e the wood/ods 'ealo!s, and old +an

Wonder what &o!n intr!der dares to sin
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In these still ha!nts, where never $oot o$ man

Sho!ld tread at evenin, lest he #han#e to sp&

The mar"le lim"s o$ Artemis and all her #ompan&.


And I will tell thee wh& the 'a#inth wears

S!#h dread em"roider& o$ doloro!s moan,
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And wh& the hapless nihtinale $or"ears

To sin her son at noon, "!t weeps alone

When the $leet swallow sleeps, and ri#h men $east,

And wh& the la!rel trem"les when she sees the lihtenin
east.


And I will sin how sad +roserpina
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5nto a rave and loom& Lord was wed,

And l!re the silver/"reasted ,elena

Ba#3 $rom the lot!s meadows o$ the dead,

So shalt tho! see that aw$!l loveliness

*or whi#h two miht& ,osts met $ear$!l& in war;s a"&ss0
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And then I ;ll pipe to thee that .re#ian tale

,ow 8&nthia loves the lad End&mion,

And hidden in a re& and mist& veil

,ies to the #li$$s o$ Latmos on#e the S!n

Leaps $rom his o#ean "ed in $r!itless #hase
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O$ those pale $l&in $eet whi#h $ade awa& in his em"ra#e.


And i$ m& $l!te #an "reathe sweet melod&,

We ma& "ehold ,er $a#e who lon ao

Dwelt amon men "& the Jean sea,

And whose sad ho!se with pillaed porti#o
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And $rie(eless wall and #ol!mns toppled down

Looms o;er the r!ins o$ that $air and violet/#in#t!red town.


Spirit o$ Bea!t&0 tarr& still a/while,

The& are not dead, thine an#ient votaries,

Some $ew there are to whom th& radiant smile
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Is "etter than a tho!sand vi#tories,

Tho!h all the no"l& slain o$ Waterloo

Rise !p in wrath aainst them0 tarr& still, there are a $ew.


Who $or th& sa3e wo!ld ive their manlihood

And #onse#rate their "ein, I at least
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,ave done so, made th& lips m& dail& $ood,

And in th& temples $o!nd a oodlier $east

Than this starved ae #an ive me, spite o$ all

Its new/$o!nd #reeds so s#epti#al and so domati#al.


,ere not 8ephissos, not Ilissos $lows,
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The woods o$ white 8olonos are not here,

On o!r "lea3 hills the olive never "lows,

No simple priest #ond!#ts his lowin steer

5p the steep mar"le wa&, nor thro!h the town

Do la!hin maidens "ear to thee the #ro#!s/$lowered
own.
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Yet tarr&0 $or the "o& who loved thee "est,

Whose ver& name sho!ld "e a memor&

To ma3e thee liner, sleeps in silent rest

Beneath the Roman walls, and melod&

Still mo!rns her sweetest l&re, none #an pla&
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The l!te o$ Adonais, with his lips Son passed awa&.


Na&, when :eats died the -!ses still had le$t

One silver voi#e to sin his threnod&,

B!t ah0 too soon o$ it we were "ere$t

When on that riven niht and storm& sea
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+anthea #laimed her siner as her own,

And slew the mo!th that praised her% sin#e whi#h time we
wal3 alone,


Save $or that $ier& heart, that mornin star

O$ re/arisen Enland, whose #lear e&e

Saw $rom o!r totterin throne and waste o$ war
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The rand .ree3 lim"s o$ &o!n Demo#ra#&

Rise mihtil& li3e ,esper!s and "rin

The reat Rep!"li#0 him at least th& love hath ta!ht to sin,


And he hath "een with thee at Thessal&,

And seen white Atalanta $leet o$ $oot
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In passionless and $ier#e virinit&

,!ntin the t!s3Kd "oar, his honied l!te

,ath pier#ed the #avern o$ the hollow hill,

And Hen!s la!hs to 3now one 3nee will "ow "e$ore her
still.


And he hath 3issed the lips o$ +roserpine,
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And s!n the .alilIan;s re)!iem,

That wo!nded $orehead dashed with "lood and wine

,e hath dis#rowned, the An#ient .ods in him

,ave $o!nd their last, most ardent worshipper,

And the new Sin rows re& and dim "e$ore its #on)!eror.
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Spirit o$ Bea!t&0 tarr& with !s still,

It is not )!en#hed the tor#h o$ poes&,

The star that shoo3 a"ove the Eastern hill

,olds !nassailed its arent armo!r&

*rom all the atherin loom and $ret$!l $iht<
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O tarr& with !s still0 $or thro!h the lon and #ommon
niht,


-orris, o!r sweet and simple 8ha!#er;s #hild,

Dear heritor o$ Spenser;s t!ne$!l reed,

With so$t and s&lvan pipe has o$t "e!iled

The wear& so!l o$ man in tro!"lo!s need,
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And $rom the $ar and $lowerless $ields o$ i#e

,as "ro!ht $air $lowers meet to ma3e an earthl& paradise.


We 3now them all, .!dr!n the stron men;s "ride,

Asla! and Ola$son we 3now them all,

,ow iant .rettir $o!ht and Si!rd died,
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And what en#hantment held the 3in in thrall

When lonel& Br&nhild wrestled with the powers

That war aainst all passion, ah0 how o$t thro!h s!mmer
ho!rs,


Lon listless s!mmer ho!rs when the noon

Bein enamo!red o$ a damas3 rose
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*orets to 'o!rne& westward, till the moon

The pale !s!rper o$ its tri"!te rows

*rom a thin si#3le to a silver shield

And #hides its loiterin #ar<how o$t, in some #ool rass&
$ield


*ar $rom the #ri#3et/ro!nd and nois& eiht,
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At Bale&, where the r!stlin "l!e"ells #ome

Almost "e$ore the "la#3"ird $inds a mate

And oversta& the swallow, and the h!m

O$ man& m!rm!rin "ees $lits thro!h the leaves,

,ave I lain porin on the dream& tales his $an#& weaves,
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And thro!h their !nreal woes and mimi# pain

Wept $or m&sel$, and so was p!ri$ied,

And in their simple mirth rew lad aain%

*or as I sailed !pon that pi#t!red tide

The strenth and splendo!r o$ the storm was mine
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Witho!t the storm;s red r!in, $or the siner is divine,


The little la!h o$ water $allin down

Is not so m!si#al, the #lamm& old

8lose hoarded in the tin& waGen town

,as less o$ sweetness in it, and the old
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,al$/withered reeds that waved in Ar#ad&

To!#hed "& his lips "rea3 $orth aain to $resher harmon&.


Spirit o$ Bea!t& tarr& &et a/while0

Altho!h the #heatin mer#hants o$ the mart

With iron roads pro$ane o!r lovel& isle,
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And "rea3 on whirlin wheels the lim"s o$ Art,

A&0 tho!h the #rowded $a#tories "eet

The "lind/worm Inoran#e that sla&s the so!l, O tarr& &et0


*or One at least there is,<,e "ears his name

*rom Dante and the seraph .a"riel,<
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Whose do!"le la!rels "!rn with deathless $lame

To liht thine altar% ,e too loves thee well,

Who saw old -erlin l!red in Hivien;s snare,

And the white $eet o$ anels #omin down the olden stair,


Loves thee so well, that all the World $or him
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A oreo!s/#olo!red vestit!re m!st wear,

And Sorrow ta3e a p!rple diadem,

Or else "e no more Sorrow, and Despair

.ild its own thorns, and +ain, li3e Adon, "e

Even in an!ish "ea!ti$!l%<s!#h is the emper&
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Whi#h +ainters hold, and s!#h the heritae

This entle solemn Spirit doth possess,

Bein a "etter mirror o$ his ae

In all his pit&, love, and weariness,

Than those who #an "!t #op& #ommon thins,
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And leave the So!l !npainted with its miht& )!estionins.


B!t the& are $ew, and all roman#e has $lown,

And men #an prophes& a"o!t the s!n,

And le#t!re on his arrows<how, alone,

Thro!h a waste void the so!lless atoms r!n,
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,ow $rom ea#h tree its weepin n&mph has $led,

And that no more ;mid Enlish reeds a NaLad shows her
head.


-ethin3s these new A#tIons "oast too soon

That the& have spied on "ea!t&% what i$ we

,ave anal&(ed the rain"ow, ro""ed the moon
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O$ her most an#ient, #hastest m&ster&,

Shall I, the last End&mion, lose all hope

Be#a!se r!de e&es peer at m& mistress thro!h a teles#ope0


What pro$it i$ this s#ienti$i# ae

B!rst thro!h o!r ates with all its retin!e
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O$ modern mira#les0 8an it ass!ae

One lover;s "rea3in heart4 what #an it do

To ma3e one li$e more "ea!ti$!l, one da&

-ore od/li3e in its period4 "!t now the Ae o$ 8la&


Ret!rns in horrid #&#le, and the earth
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,ath "orne aain a nois& proen&

O$ inorant Titans, whose !nodl& "irth

,!rls them aainst the a!!st hierar#h&

Whi#h sat !pon Ol&mp!s, to the D!st

The& have appealed, and to that "arren ar"iter the& m!st
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Repair $or '!dment, let them, i$ the& #an,

*rom Nat!ral War$are and insensate 8han#e,

8reate the new Ideal r!le $or man0

-ethin3s that was not m& inheritan#e%

*or I was n!rt!red otherwise, m& so!l
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+asses $rom hiher heihts o$ li$e to a more s!preme oal.


Lo0 while we spa3e the earth did t!rn awa&

,er visae $rom the .od, and ,e#ate;s "oat

Rose silver/laden, till the 'ealo!s da&

Blew all its tor#hes o!t2 I did not note
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The wanin ho!rs, to &o!n End&mions

Time;s palsied $iners #o!nt in vain his rosar& o$ s!ns0<


-ar3 how the &ellow iris wearil&

Leans "a#3 its throat, as tho!h it wo!ld "e 3issed

B& its $alse #ham"erer, the draon/$l&,
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Who, li3e a "l!e vein on a irl;s white wrist,

Sleeps on that snow& primrose o$ the niht,

Whi#h ;ins to $l!sh with #rimson shame, and die "eneath
the liht.


8ome let !s o, aainst the pallid shield

O$ the wan s3& the almond "lossoms leam,
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The #orn/#ra3e nested in the !nmown $ield

Answers its mate, a#ross the mist& stream

On $it$!l win the startled #!rlews $l&,

And in his sed& "ed the lar3, $or 'o& that Da& is nih,


S#atters the pearlKd dew $rom o$$ the rass,
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In trem!lo!s e#stas& to reet the s!n,

Who soon in ilded panopl& will pass

*orth $rom &on orane/#!rtained pavilion

,!n in the "!rnin east, see, the red rim

O;ertops the eGpe#tant hills0 it is the .od0 $or love o$ him
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Alread& the shrill lar3 is o!t o$ siht,

*loodin with waves o$ son this silent dell,<

Ah0 there is somethin more in that "ird;s $liht

Than #o!ld "e tested in a #r!#i"le0<

B!t the air $reshens, let !s o,<wh& soon
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The woodmen will "e here% how we have lived this niht o$
9!ne0

#rom 2.aracelsus3
B& Ro"ert Brownin
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TR5T, is within o!rselves% it ta3es no rise
*rom o!tward thins, whate;er &o! ma& "elieve.
There is an inmost #entre in !s all,
Where tr!th a"ides in $!llness% and aro!nd,
Wall !pon wall, the ross $lesh hems it in,
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This per$e#t, #lear per#eption<whi#h is tr!th.
A "a$$lin and pervertin #arnal mesh
Binds it, and ma3es all error2 and, to :NOW,
Rather #onsists in openin o!t a wa&
When#e the imprisoned splendo!r ma& es#ape,
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Than in e$$e#tin entr& $or a liht
S!pposed to "e witho!t.

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I 3new, I $elt, Mper#eption !neGpressed,
5n#omprehended "& o!r narrow tho!ht,
B!t somehow $elt and 3nown in ever& shi$t
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And #hane in the spirit,<na&, in ever& pore
O$ the "od&, even,N<what .od is, what we are
What li$e is<how .od tastes an in$inite 'o&
In in$inite wa&s<one everlastin "liss,
*rom whom all "ein emanates, all power
2
0
+ro#eeds% in whom is li$e $or evermore,
Yet whom eGisten#e in its lowest $orm
In#l!des% where dwells en'o&ment there is he2
With still a $l&in point o$ "liss remote,
A happiness in store a$ar, a sphere
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O$ distant lor& in $!ll view% th!s #lim"s
+leas!re its heihts $or ever and $or ever.
The #entre/$ire heaves !nderneath the earth,
And the earth #hanes li3e a h!man $a#e%
The molten ore "!rsts !p amon the ro#3s,
3
0
Winds into the stone;s heart, o!t"ran#hes "riht
In hidden mines, spots "arren river/"eds,
8r!m"les into $ine sand where s!n"eams "as3<
.od 'o&s therein0 The wroth sea;s waves are eded
With $oam, white as the "itten lip o$ hate,
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When, in the solitar& waste, strane ro!ps
O$ &o!n vol#anos #ome !p, #&#lops/li3e,
Starin toether with their e&es on $lame<
.od tastes a pleas!re in their !n#o!th pride.
Then all is still% earth is a wintr& #lod2
4
0
B!t sprin/wind, li3e a dan#in psaltress, passes
Over its "reast to wa3en it, rare verd!re
B!ds tenderl& !pon ro!h "an3s, "etween
The withered tree/roots and the #ra#3s o$ $rost,
Li3e a smile strivin with a wrin3led $a#e%
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The rass rows "riht, the "o!hs are swoln with "looms
Li3e #hr&salids impatient $or the air,
The shinin dorrs are "!s&, "eetles r!n
Alon the $!rrows, ants ma3e their ade%
A"ove, "irds $l& in merr& $lo#3s, the lar3
5
0
Soars !p and !p, shiverin $or ver& 'o&%
A$ar the o#ean sleeps% white $ishin/!lls
*lit where the strand is p!rple with its tri"e
O$ nested limpets% savae #reat!res see3
Their loves in wood and plain<and .od renews
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,is an#ient rapt!re. Th!s ,e dwells in all,
*rom li$e;s min!te "einnins, !p at last
To man<the #ons!mmation o$ this s#heme
O$ "ein, the #ompletion o$ this sphere
O$ li$e2 whose attri"!tes had here and there
6
0
Been s#attered o;er the visi"le world "e$ore,
As3in to "e #om"ined, dim $raments meant
To "e !nited in some wondro!s whole,
Imper$e#t )!alities thro!ho!t #reation,
S!estin some one #reat!re &et to ma3e,
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Some point where all those s#attered ra&s sho!ld meet
8onverent in the $a#!lties o$ man.