Alice Christiana Thompson Meynell Secret Poems
- 1. To The Beloved Dead--a Lament
Beloved, thou art like a tune that idle fingers
Play on a window-pane.
The time is there, the form of music lingers;
But O thou sweetest strain,
... - 2. To The Beloved
Oh, not more subtly silence strays
Amongst the winds, between the voices,
Mingling alike with pensive lays,
And with the music that rejoices,
... - 3. To A Lost Melody
Thou art not dead, O sweet lost melody,
Sung beyond memory,
When golden to the winds this world of ours
Waved wild with boundless flowers;
... - 4. The Moon To The Sun
As the full moon shining there
To the sun that lighteth her
Am I unto thee for ever,
O my secret glory-giver!
... - 5. Sonnet--spring On The Alban Hills
O'er the Campagna it is dim warm weather;
The Spring comes with a full heart silently,
And many thoughts; a faint flash of the sea
Divides two mists; straight falls the falling feather.
... - 6. In Early Spring
O Spring, I know thee! Seek for sweet surprise
In the young children's eyes.
But I have learnt the years, and know the yet
Leaf-folded violet.
... - 7. Sonnet--to One Poem In A Silent Time
Who looked for thee, thou little song of mine?
This winter of a silent poet's heart
Is suddenly sweet with thee, but what thou art,
Mid-winter flower, I would I could divine.
... - 8. To A Poet
Thou who singest through the earth,
All the earth's wild creatures fly thee,
Everywhere thou marrest mirth.
Dumbly they defy thee.
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