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My spirit, sore from marching Toward that receding west Where Pity shall be governor, With Wisdom for his guest:Lie down beside these waters That bubble from the spring; Hear in the desert silence The desert sparrow sing;Draw from the shapeless…
(On reflecting that the world is ready to go to war again) Detestable race, continue to expunge yourself, die out.Breed faster, crowd, encroach, sing hymns, buildbombing airplanes;Make speeches, unveil statues, issue bonds, parade;Convert again into explosives the bewildered ammoniaand the…
On the wide heath at evening overtaken, When the fast-reddening sunDrops, and against the sky the looming bracken Waves, and the day is done,Though no unfriendly nostril snuffs his bone, Though English wolves be dead,The fox abroad on errands of…
When will you learn, myself, to bea dying leaf on a living tree?Budding, swelling, growing strong,Wearing green, but not for long,Drawing sustenance from air,That other leaves, and you not there,May bud, and at the autumn’s callWearing russet, ready to fall?Has…
Desolation dreamed of, though not accomplished,Set my heart to rocking like a boat in a swell.To every face I met, I said farewell. Green rollers breaking white along a clean beach . . . when shall I reach that island?Gladly,…
My falcon to my wristReturnsFrom no high air.I sent her toward the sun that burnsAbove the mist;But she has not been there. Her talons are not cold; her beakIs closed upon no wonder;Her head stinks of its hood, her feathers…
Grieve not for happy Claudius, he is dead;And empty is his skull.Pity no longer, arm-in-arm with Dread,Walks in that polished hall. Joy, too, is fled.But no man can have all.
Charon, indeed, your dreaded oar,With what a peaceful sound it dipsInto the stream; how gently, too,From the wet blade the water drips. I knew a ferryman before.But he was not so old as you.He spoke from unembittered lips,With careless eyes…
Cool and beautiful as the blossom of the wild carrotWith its crimson central eye,Round and beautiful as the globe of the onion blossomWere her pale breasts whereon I laid me down to die. From the wound of my enemy that…
Time, that renews the tissues of this frame,That built the child and hardened the soft bone,Taught him to wail, to blink, to walk alone,Stare, question, wonder, give the world a name,Forget the watery darkness from whence he came,Attends no less…