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Oh who will hush that cry outside the doors	A
While we are glad within	B
Go forth go forth all you my servitors	A
And gather close my kin	B
Go out to her Tell her we keep a feast	C
Lost Loveliness who will not sit her down	D
Though we implore	E
It is her silence binds me unreleased	C
It is her silence that no flute can drown	D
It is her moonlit silence at the door	E
Wide as the whiteness but a fire on high	F
That frights my heart with an immortal Cry	F
Calling me evermore	E
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Louder you viols louder O my harp	G
Let me not hear her voice	A
And drown her keener silence silver sharp	G
With waves of golden noise	A
For she is wise as Eden even mute	H
To search my spirit through the deep and height	I
Again again	J
Outpierce her with your singing dawnlike flute	H
And you gloom over viols of the night	I
With colors lost in umber with sweet pain	K
Of richest world's desire prevail sing down	D
All memory with pleading so you drown	D
Her merciless refrain	K
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Oh can you not with music nor with din	B
Save me the stress and stir	L
In my lone spirit throned among my kin	B
From that same voice of her	L
The never ending query she hath had	M
Only to wake my Soul and only then	J
Wake it to weep	N
With 'Why ' and 'Art thou happy Art thou glad	M
And hast thou fellowship with fellow men '	-
So through my mirth and underneath my sleep	N
Her voice abysmal hunger unfulfilled	O
The calling calling never to be stilled	O
Calling of deep to deep	N
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But I have that shall fill this wound of mine	P
Since Loveliness must be	Q
Since Loveliness must save us or we pine	P
And perish utterly	Q
All that the years have left us undismayed	O
Of age or death and happier fair than truth	R
When truth is fair	S
Shapes of immortal sweetness to persuade	O
Iron and fire and marble to their youth	R
Wild graces trapped from the three kingdoms' lair	S
Of wildest Beauty shadow and smile and hush	T
Fleet color of a daybreak of a blush	T
For my sad soul to wear	S
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Let April fade For me unfading bloom	U
The little fruitless seed	O
Deep sown of fire within the midmost gloom	U
A sterner fire to feed	O
The rainbow frozen in a lasting dew	O
Green gazing emerald fresh as grass beneath	V
The placid rose	A
Fair pearl and you fair pearl and you and you	O
Rained from the moon and kissing in a wreath	V
As moment unto eager moment goes	A
Look back at me you sapphires blue and wise	A
With farthest twilight blue resplendent eyes	A
That never weep nor close	A
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O house me glories Give me house and home	W
Here for my homelessness	A
Set forth for me the wine the honeycomb	W
Whereto desire saith 'Yes '	-
O Senses weave me from all lovely dust	O
Some home array some fair familiar garb	X
For me exiled	O
Charm me some rare anointment I may trust	O
Against her query searching like a barb	X
The dumbness of a heart unreconciled	O
Clothe me with silver fold me from dismay	Y
Save me from pity For I hear her say	Y
'Alas Alas poor child '	-
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'Alas Alas thou lost poor child how long	Z
Why wilt thou suffer want	O
Why must I hear thy weeping through thy song	Z
And see thine eyes grow gaunt	O
Making sad feast upon the crumbs of light	O
Shed long ago from heavenly highways where	S
Thy brethren are	A2
And thy heart smoulders in thee to be bright	O
Thy one sole refuge from thy one despair	S
Fraying the thwarted body with a scar	A2
How long before thine eyelids desolate	O
How long shall this thy dark dominion wait	O
For thee belated Star '	-
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	-
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Belov d if the Moon could weep	N
Or if the Sun could see	Q
How all these weltering alleys keep	N
Their outcast treasury	Q
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O bitter bitter sweet	O
Beauty of babyhood	O
Earth's wistful uttermost of good	O
Flung out upon the street	O
Fouled even as the highways would	O
With mirk and mire and bruise	A
The cheek more petal fine	P
Than rose before a shrine	P
Those hands like star fish in the ooze	A
And fingers fain to cling	B2
To any stronger thing	B2
And smiles for one triumphal Gift	O
Should one lean down and lift	O
And tendril hair O in such wise	A
With wild lights aureoled	O
The morning glories twine and hold	O
In some far paradise	A
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Oh well and deep the foul ways keep	N
Lost treasure hid from day	O
Sun may not see but only we	Q
Who look and look away	O

Josephine Preston Peabody

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