- 1. To My Son
(AGED SIXTEEN)
Dear boy unborn: the son but of my dream,
Promise of yet unrisen day,
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- 2. Gold
There is a castle on a hill,
So far into the sky,
That birds that from the valley-beds
Up to the turrets fly,
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- 3. The Maid Of Naaman's Wife
That was the proud woman, Naaman's wife.
Basking at noon under the Syrian fans,
While Naaman, the leprous mighty captain,
Proud glowing flesh now silver-skinned and tainted,
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- 4. The Carver In Stone
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,
Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,
That, without fearing, searched if any wrong
Might threaten from your heart. Grey eyes he had
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- 5. David And Jonathan
And Jonathan too had honour in his heart,
Jonathan who with an armour-bearer went
Alone by Michmash to the Philistines,
And met a spray of swords because of courage
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- 6. Burning Bush
From babyhood I have known the beauty of earth,
I learnt it, I think, in the strange months before birth,
I learnt it passing and passing by each moon
From the harvest month into my natal June.
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- 7. Persuasion
Then I asked: 'Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?'
He replied: 'All Poets believe that it does, and in ages of imagination this firm persuasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm persuasion of anything.'
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- 8. Deer
Shy in their herding dwell the fallow deer.
They are spirits of wild sense. Nobody near
Comes upon their pastures. There a life they live,
Of sufficient beauty, phantom, fugitive
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- 9. The Fires Of God
I
Time gathers to my name;
Along the ways wheredown my feet have passed
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