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On the morning of May	A
Ere the children had entered my gate	B
With their wreaths and mechanical lay	A
A metal ding dong of the date	B
I mounted our hill bearing heart	C
That had little of life save its weight	B
The crowned Shadow poising dart	C
Hung over her she my own	D
My good companion mate	B
Pulse of me she who had shown	D
Fortitude quiet as Earth's	E
At the shedding of leaves And around	F
The sky was in garlands of cloud	G
Winning scents from unnumbered new births	E
Pointed buds where the woods were browned	F
By a mouldered beechen shroud	G
Or over our meads of the vale	H
Such an answer to sun as he	I
Brave in his gold to a sound	F
None sweeter of woods flapping sail	H
With the first full flood of our year	J
For their voyage on lustreful sea	I
Unto what curtained haven in chief	K
Will be writ in the book of the sere	J
But surely the crew are we	I
Eager or stamped or bowed	G
Counted thinner at fall of the leaf	K
Grief heard them and passed like a bier	L
Due Summerward lo they were set	M
In volumes of foliage proud	G
On the heave of their favouring tides	N
And their song broadened out to the cheer	J
When a neck of the ramping surf	O
Rattles thunder a boat overrides	N
All smiles ran the highways wet	M
The worm drew its links from the turf	O
The bird of felicity loud	G
Spun high and a South wind blew	P
Weak out of sheath downy leaves	Q
Of the beech quivered lucid as dew	P
Their radiance asking who grieves	Q
For nought of a sorrow they knew	P
No space to the dread wrestle vowed	G
No chamber in shadow of night	R
At times as the steadier breeze	S
Flutter huddled their twigs to a crowd	G
The beam of them wafted my sight	R
To league long sun upon seas	S
The golden path we had crossed	T
Many years till her birthland swung	U
Recovered to vision from lost	T
A light in her filial glance	V
And sweet was her voice with the tongue	U
The speechful tongue of her France	V
Soon at ripple about us like rills	V
Ever busy with little away	A
Through her Normandy down where the mills	V
Dot at lengths a rivercourse grey	A
As its bordering poplars bent	W
To gusts off the plains above	X
Old stone chateau and farms	V
Home of her birth and her love	X
On the thread of the pasture you trace	V
By the river their milk for miles	V
Spotted once with the English tent	W
In days of the tocsin's alarms	V
To tower of the tallest of piles	V
The country's surveyor breast high	Y
Home of her birth and her love	X
Home of a diligent race	V
Thrifty deft handed to ply	Y
Shuttle or needle and woo	P
Sun to the roots of the pear	Z
Frogging each mud walled cot	A2
The elders had known her in arms	V
There plucked we the bluet her hue	P
Of the deeper forget me not	A2
Well wedding her ripe wheat hair	Z
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I saw unsighting her heart	C
I saw and the home of her love	X
There printed mournfully rent	W
Her ebbing adieu her adieu	P
And the stride of the Shadow athwart	B2
For one of our Autumns there	Z
Straight as the flight of a dove	X
We went swift winging we went	W
We trod solid ground we breathed air	Z
The heavens were unbroken Break they	A
The word of the world is adieu	P
Her word and the torrents are round	F
The jawed wolf waters of prey	A
We stand upon isles who stand	C2
A Shadow before us and back	D2
A phantom the habited land	C2
We may cry to the Sunderer spare	Z
That dearest he loosens his pack	D2
Arrows we breathe not air	Z
The memories tenderly bound	F
To us are a drifting crew	P
Amid grey gapped waters for ground	F
Alone do we stand each one	E2
Till rootless as they we strew	P
Those deeps of the corse like stare	Z
At a foreign and stony sun	E2
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Eyes had I but for the scene	F2
Of my circle what neighbourly grew	P
If haply no finger lay out	G2
To the figures of days that had been	H2
I gathered my herb and endured	I2
My old cloak wrapped me about	G2
Unfooted was ground ivy blue	P
Whose rustic shrewd odour allured	I2
In Spring's fresh of morning unseen	F2
Her favourite wood sorrel bell	J2
As yet though the leaves' green floor	K2
Awaited their flower that would tell	J2
Of a red veined moist yestreen	F2
With its droop and the hues it wore	K2
When we two stood overnight	R
One in the dark van glow	L2
On our hill top seeing beneath	M2
Our household's twinkle of light	R
Through spruce boughs gem of a wreath	M2
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Budding the service tree white	R
Almost as whitebeam threw	P
From the under of leaf upright	R
Flecks like a showering snow	L2
On the flame shaped junipers green	F2
On the sombre mounds of the yew	P
Like silvery tapers bright	R
By a solemn cathedral screen	F2
They glistened to closer view	P
Turf for a rooks' revel striped	N2
Pleased those devourers astute	O2
Chorister blackbird and thrush	P2
Together or alternate piped	N2
A free hearted harmony large	Q2
With meaning for man for brute	O2
When the primitive forces are brimmed	R2
Like featherings hither and yon	F2
Of aery tree twigs over marge	Q2
To the comb of the winds untrimmed	R2
Their measure is found in the vast	R2
Grief heard them and stepped her way on	F2
She has but a narrow embrace	V
Distrustful of hearing she passed	R2
They piped her young Earth's Bacchic rout	R2
The race and the prize of the race	V
Earth's lustihead pressing to sprout	R2
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But sight holds a soberer space	V
Colourless dogwood low	L2
Curled up a twisted root	R2
Nigh yellow green mosses to flush	P2
Redder than sun upon rocks	V
When the creeper clematis shoot	R2
Shall climb cap his branches and show	L2
Beside veteran green of the box	V
At close of the year's maple blush	P2
A bleeding greybeard is he	I
Now hale in the leafage lush	P2
Our parasites paint us Hard by	Y
A wet yew trunk flashed the peel	S2
Of our naked forefathers in fight	R2
With stains of the fray sweating free	I
And him came no parasite nigh	Y
Firm on the hard knotted knee	I
He stood in the crown of his dun	F2
Earth's toughest to stay her wheel	S2
Under whom the full day is night	R2
Whom the century tempests call son	F2
Having striven to rend him in vain	F2
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I walked to observe not to feel	S2
Not to fancy if simple of eye	Y
One may be among images reaped	R2
For a shift of the glance as grain	F2
Profitless froth you espy	I
Ashore after billows have leaped	R2
I fled nothing nothing pursued	R2
The changeful visible face	V
Of our Mother I sought for my food	R2
Crumbs by the way to sustain	F2
Her sentence I knew past grace	V
Myself I had lost of us twain	F2
Once bound in mirroring thought	R2
She had flung me to dust in her wake	T2
And I as your convict drags	V
His chain by the scourge untaught	R2
Bore life for a goad without aim	U2
I champed the sensations that make	T2
Of a ruffled philosophy rags	V
For them was no meaning too blunt	R2
Nor aspect too cutting of steel	S2
This Earth of the beautiful breasts	V
Shining up in all colours aflame	U2
To them had visage of hags	V
A Mother of aches and jests	V
Soulless heading a hunt	R2
Aimless except for the meal	S2
Hope with the star on her front	R2
Fear with an eye in the heel	S2
Our links to a Mother of grace	V
They were dead on the nerve and dead	R2
For the nature divided in three	I
Gone out of heart out of brain	F2
Out of soul I had in their place	V
The calm of an empty room	V2
We were joined but by that thin thread	R2
My disciplined habit to see	I
And those conjure images those	V
The puppets of loss or gain	F2
Not he who is bare to his doom	V2
For whom never semblance plays	V
To bewitch overcloud illume	V2
The dusty mote images rose	V
Sheer film of the surface awag	T2
They sank as they rose their pain	F2
Declaring them mine of old days	V
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Now gazed I where sole upon gloom	V2
As flower bush in sun specked crag	T2
Up the spine of the double combe	V2
With yew boughs heavily cloaked	R2
A young apparition shone	F2
Known yet wonderful white	R2
Surpassingly doubtfully known	F2
For it struck as the birth of Light	R2
Even Day from the dark unyoked	R2
It waved like a pilgrim flag	T2
O'er processional penitents flown	F2
When of old they broke rounding yon spine	F2
O the pure wild cherry in bloom	V2
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For their Eastward march to the shrine	F2
Of the footsore far eyed Faith	W2
Was banner so brave so fair	Z
So quick with celestial sign	F2
Of victorious rays over	X2