Dana Burnet Rain Poems

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    My land was the west land; my home was on the hill,
    I never think of my land but it makes my heart to thrill;
    I never smell the west wind that blows the golden skies,
    But old desire is in my feet and dreams are in my eyes.
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
 by John Keats

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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