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A shilling life will give you all the facts: How Father beat him, how he ran away, What were the struggles of his youth, what acts Made him the greatest figure of his day; Of how he fought, fished, hunted,…
Clocks cannot tell our time of day For what event to pray Because we have no time, because We have no time until We know what time we fill, Why time is other than time was. Nor can our question…
We, too, had known golden hours When body and soul were in tune, Had danced with our true loves By the light of a full moon, And sat with the wise and good As tongues grew witty and gay Over…
Warm are the still and lucky miles, White shores of longing stretch away, A light of recognition fills The whole great day, and bright The tiny world of lovers’ arms. Silence invades the breathing wood Where drowsy limbs a treasure…
Almost happy now, he looked at his estate. An exile making watches glanced up as he passed, And went on working; where a hospital was rising fast A joiner touched his cap; an agent came to tell Some of the…
Time can say nothing but I told you so, Time only knows the price we have to pay; If I could tell you, I would let you know. If we should weep when clowns put on their show, If we…
Victor was a little baby, Into this world he came; His father took him on his knee and said: ‘Don’t dishonour the family name.’ Victor looked up at his father Looked up with big round eyes: His father said; ‘Victor,…
Underneath an abject willow, Lover, sulk no more: Act from thought should quickly follow. What is thinking for? Your unique and moping station Proves you cold; Stand up and fold Your map of desolation. Bells that toll across the meadows…
Ares at last has quit the field, The bloodstains on the bushes yield To seeping showers, And in their convalescent state The fractured towns associate With summer flowers. Encamped upon the college plain Raw veterans already train As freshman forces;…