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I It was Easter as I walked in the public gardensHearing the frogs exhaling from the pond,Watching traffic of magnificent cloudMoving without anxiety on open sky—Season when lovers and writers findAn altering speech for altering things,An emphasis on new names,…
Its leading characters are wise and witty; Substantial men of birth and education With wide experience of administration, They know the manners of a modern city. Only the servants enter unexpected; Their silence has a fresh dramatic use: Here…
It’s farewell to the drawing-room’s civilised cry, The professor’s sensible whereto and why, The frock-coated diplomat’s social aplomb. Now matters are settled with gas and with bomb. The works for two pianos, the brilliant stories Of reasonable giants and…
In gorgeous robes befitting the occasionFor weeks their spiritual and temporal lordships metTo reconcile eternity with time and setThe earth of marriage on a sure foundation :The little town was full of spies; corrupt mankindChatted or wagered on its expectation.The…
Holding the distance up before his face And standing under the peculiar tree, He seeks the hostile unfamiliar place, It is the strangeness that he tries to see Of lands where he will not be asked to stay; And…
His gift knew what he was — a dark disordered city; Doubt hid it from the father’s fond chastising sky; Where once the mother-farms had glowed protectively. Stood the haphazard alleys of the neighbour’s pity. — Yet would have…
His aging nature is the same As when childhood wore his name In an atmosphere of love And to itself appeared enough: Only now when he has come In walking distance of his tomb, He at last discovers who He…
Here, though the bombs are real and dangerous, And Italy and King’s are far away, And we’re afraid that you will speak to us, You promise still the inner life shall pay. As we run down the slope of…
Here are all the captivities; the cells are as real:But these are unlike the prisoners we knowWho are outraged or pining or wittily resigned Or just wish all away.For they dissent so little, so nearly contentWith the dumb play of…