A Reed Shaken With The Wind Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Not for you and me the path | B |
Winding through the shadowless | C |
Fields of morning's dewiness | C |
Where the brook that hurries hath | B |
Laughter lighter than a boy's | C |
Where recurrent odors poise | C |
Romp like with irreverent tresses | C |
In the sun and birds and boughs | C |
Build a music haunted house | C |
For the winds to hang their dresses | C |
Whisper silken rustling in | D |
Ours a path that led unto | E |
Twilight regions gray with dew | E |
Where moon vapors gathered thin | D |
Over acres sisterless | C |
Of all healthy beauty where | F |
Fungus growths made sad the air | F |
With a phantom like caress | C |
Under darkness and strange stars | C |
To the sorrow silenced bars | C |
Of a dubious forestland | E |
Where the wood scents seemed to stand | E |
And the sounds on either hand | E |
Clad like sleep's own servitors | C |
In the shadowy livery | G |
Of the ancient house of dreams | C |
That before us fitfully | G |
With white intermittent gleams | C |
Of its pale lamped windows shone | H |
Echoing with the dim unknown | H |
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II | A |
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To say to hope Take all from me | G |
And grant me naught | E |
The rose the song the melody | G |
The word the thought | E |
Then all my life bid me be slave | I |
Is all I crave | I |
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To say to time Be true to me | G |
Nor grant me less | C |
The dream the sigh the memory | G |
The heart's distress | C |
Then unto death set me a task | J |
Is all I ask | J |
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III | A |
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I came to you when eve was young | K |
And where the park went downward to | E |
The river and among the dew | E |
One vesper moment lit and sung | K |
A bird your eyes said something dear | L |
How sweet it was to walk with you | E |
How with our souls we seemed to hear | M |
The darkness coming with its stars | C |
How calm the moon sloped up her sphere | L |
Of fire filled pearl through passive bars | C |
Of clouds that berged the tender east | E |
While all the dark inanimate | E |
Of nature woke initiate | E |
With th' moon's arrival something ceased | E |
In nature's soul she stood again | N |
Another self that seemed t' have been | D |
Dormant suppressed and so unseen | O |
All day a life unknown and strange | P |
And dream suggestive that had lain | Q |
Masked on with light within the range | P |
Of thought but unrevealed till now | R |
It was the hour of love And you | E |
With downward eyes and pensive brow | R |
Among the moonlight and the dew | E |
Although no word of love was spoken | S |
Heard the sweet night's confession broken | S |
Of something here that spoke in me | G |
A love depth made inaudible | T |
Save to your soul that answered well | U |
With eyes replying silently | G |
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IV | I |
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Fair you are as a rose is fair | F |
There where the shadows dew it | E |
And the deeps of your brown brown hair | F |
Sweet as the cloud that lingers there | F |
With the sunset's auburn through it | E |
Eyes of azure and throat of snow | V |
Tell me what my heart would know | V |
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Every dream I dream of you | E |
Has a love thought in it | E |
And a hope a kiss or two | E |
Something dear and something true | E |
Telling me each minute | E |
With three words it whispers clear | L |
What my heart from you would hear | M |
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V | I |
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Summer came the days grew kind | E |
With increasing favors deep | W |
Were the nights with rest and sleep | W |
Fair with poppies intertwined | E |
On their blonde locks dreamy hours | C |
Sunny hearted as the rose | C |
Went among the banded flowers | C |
Teaching them how no one knows | C |
Fresher color and perfume | X |
In the window of your room | X |
Bloomed a rich azalea Pink | Y |
As an egret's rosy plumes | C |
Shone its tender tufted blooms | C |
From your care and love I think | Y |
Love's rose color it did drink | Y |
Growing rosier day by day | E |
Of your 'tending hand's caress | C |
And your own dear naturalness | C |
Had imbued it in some way | E |
Once you gave a blossom of it | E |
Smiling to me when I left | E |
Need I tell you how I love it | E |
Faded though it is now Reft | E |
Of its fragrance and its color | Z |
Yet 'tis dearer now than then | N |
As past happiness is when | N |
We regret And dimmer duller | Z |
Though its beauty be when I | A |
Look upon it I recall | A2 |
Every part of that old wall | A2 |
And the dingy window high | A |
Where you sat and read and all | A2 |
The fond love that made your face | C |
A soft sunbeam in that place | C |
And the plant that grew this bloom | X |
Withered here itself long dead | E |
Makes a halo overhead | E |
There again and through my room | X |
Like faint whispers of perfume | X |
Steal the words of love then said | E |
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VI | A |
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All of my love I send to you | E |
I send to you | E |
On thoughts like paths that wend to you | E |
Here in my heart's glad garden | S |
Wherein its lovely warden | S |
Your face a lily seeming | B2 |
Is dreaming | B2 |
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All of my life I bring to you | E |
I bring to you | E |
In deeds like birds that sing to you | E |
Here in my soul's sweet valley | I |
Wherethrough most musically | I |
Your love a fountain glistens | C |
And listens | C |
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My love my life how blessed in you | E |
How blessed in you | E |
Whose thoughts whose deeds find rest in you | E |
Here on my self's dark ocean | S |
Whereo'er in heavenly motion | S |
Your soul a star abideth | B |
And guideth | B |
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VII | A |
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Where the old Kentucky wound | E |
Through the land its stream between | O |
Hills of primitive forest green | O |
Like a goodly belt around | E |
Giant breasts of grandeur with | B |
Many an unknown Indian myth | B |
On the boat we steamed The land | E |
Like an hospitable hand | E |
Welcomed us Alone we sat | E |
On the under deck and saw | C |
Farm house and plantation draw | C |
Near and vanish 'Neath your hat | E |
Your young eyes laughed and your hair | F |
Blown about them by the air | F |
Of our passage clung and curled | E |
Music and the summer moon | C2 |
And the hills' great shadows hewn | C2 |
Out of silence and the tune | C2 |
Of the whistle when we whirled | E |
Round a moonlit bend in sight of | A |
Some lone landing heaped with hay | E |
Or tobacco where the light of | A |
One dim solitary lamp | D2 |
Signaled through the evening's damp | D2 |
Then a bell and dusky gray | E |
Shuffling figures on the shore | E2 |
With the cable rugged forms | C |
On the gang plank backs and arms | C |
With their cargo bending o'er | Z |
And the burly mate before | E2 |
Then an iron bell and puff | A |
Of escaping steam and out | E |
Where the stream is wheel whipped rough | A |
Music and a parting shout | E |
From the shore the pilot's bell | U |
Beating on the deck below | V |
Then the steady quivering slow | V |
Smooth advance again Until | F2 |
Twinkling lights beyond us tell | U |
There's a lock or little town | G2 |
Clasped between a hill and hill | F2 |
Where the blue grass fields slope down | G2 |
So we went That summer time | H2 |
Lingers with me like a rhyme | H2 |
Learned for dreamy beauty of | A |
Its old fashioned faith and love | A |
In some musing moment sith | B |
Heart associated with | B |
Joy that moment's quiet bore | E2 |
Thought repeated evermore | E2 |
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VIII | A |
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Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
Music at whose fountain's brink | Y |
Still he stoops his face to drink | Y |
Seeing as the wave is drawn | J2 |
His own image rise and sink | Y |
Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
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Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
Odor whose red roses wreathe | B |
His bright brow that shines beneath | B |
Hearing as each bud is blown | H |
His own spirit breathe and breathe | B |
Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
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Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
Color to whose rainbow he | I |
Lifts his dark eyes burningly | F2 |
Feeling as the wild hues dawn | J2 |
His own immortality | I |
Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
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IX | C |
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Memories of other days | C |
With the whilom happiness | C |
Rise before my musing gaze | C |
In the twilight And your dress | C |
Seems beside me like a haze | C |
Shimmering white as when we went | E |
'Neath the star strewn firmament | E |
Love led with impatient feet | E |
Down the night that summer sweet | E |
Sparkled o'er the lamp lit street | E |
Every look love gave us then | N |
Comes before my eyes again | N |
Making music for my heart | E |
On that path that grew for us | C |
Roses red and amorous | C |
On that path from which oft start | E |
Out of recollected places | C |
With remembered forms and faces | C |
Dreams love's ardent hands have woven | S |
In my life's dark tapestry | I |
Beckoning soft and shadowy | I |
To the soul And o'er the cloven | S |
Gulf of time I seem to hear | M |
Words once whispered in the ear | M |
Calling as might friends long dead | E |
With familiar voices deep | W |
Speak to those who lie asleep | W |
Comforting So I was led | E |
Backward to forgotten things | C |
Contiguities that spread | E |
Sudden unremembered wings | C |
And across my mind's still blue | F2 |
From the nest they fledged in flew | F2 |
Dazzling shapes affection knew | F2 |
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X | C |
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Ah over full my heart is | C |
Of sadness and of pain | S |
As a rose flower in the garden | S |
The dull dusk fills with rain | S |
As a blown red rose that shivers | C |
And bends to the wind and rain | S |
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So give me thy hands and speak me | I |
As once in the days of yore | E2 |
When love spoke sweetly to us | C |
The love that speaks no more | E2 |
The sound of thy voice may help him | K2 |
To speak in our hearts once more | E2 |
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Ah over grieved my soul is | C |
And tired and sick for sleep | W |
As a poppy bloom that withers | C |
Forgotten where reapers reap | W |
As a harvested poppy flower | Z |
That dies where reapers reap | W |
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So bend to my face and kiss me | I |
As once in the days of yore | E2 |
When the touch of thy lips was magic | L2 |
That restored to life once more | E2 |
The thought of thy kiss which awakens | C |
To life that love once more | E2 |
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XI | I |
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Sitting often I have oh | V |
Often have desired you so | V |
Yearned to kiss you as I did | E |
When your love to me you gave | A |
In the moonlight by the wave | A |
And a long impetuous kiss | C |
Pressed upon your mouth that chid | E |
And upon each dewy lid | E |
That all passion shaken I | A |
With love language will address | C |
Each dear thing I know you by | A |
Picture needle work or frame | M2 |
Each suggestive in the same | M2 |
Perfume of past happiness | C |
Till meseems the ways we knew | F2 |
Now again I tread with you | F2 |
From the oldtime tryst and there | F |
Feel the pressure of your hair | F |
Cool and easy on my cheek | N2 |
And your breath's aroma bare | F |
Hand upon my arm as weak | N2 |
As a lily on a stream | O2 |
And your eyes that gaze at me | I |
With the sometime witchery | F |
To my inmost spirit speak | N2 |
And remembered ecstacy | C |
Sweeps my soul again I seem | O2 |
Dreaming yet I do not dream | O2 |
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XII | C |
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When day dies lone forsaken | S |
And joy is kissed asleep | W |
When doubt's gray eyes awaken | S |
And love with music taken | S |
From hearts with sighings shaken | S |
Sits in the dusk to weep | W |
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With ghostly lifted finger | F |
What memory then shall rise | C |
Of dark regret the bringer | F |
To tell the sorrowing singer | F |
Of days whose echoes linger | F |
Till dawn unstars the skies | C |
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When night is gone and beaming | B2 |
Faith journeys forth to toil | F2 |
When hope's blue eyes wake gleaming | B2 |
And life is done with dreaming | B2 |
The dreams that seem but seeming | B2 |
Within the world's turmoil | F2 |
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Can we forget the presence | C |
Of death who walks unseen | S |
Whose scythe casts shadowy crescents | C |
Around life's glittering essence | C |
As lessens slowly lessens | C |
The space that lies between | S |
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XIII | C |
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Bland was that October day | E |
Calm and balmy as the spring | B2 |
When we went a forest way | E |
'Neath paternal beeches gray | E |
To a valleyed opening | B2 |
Where the purple aster flowered | E |
And like torches shadow held | E |
Red the fiery sumach towered | E |
And where gum trees sentineled | E |
Vistas robed in gold and garnet | E |
Ripe the thorny chestnut shelled | E |
Its brown plumpness Bee and hornet | E |
Droned around us quick the cricket | E |
Tireless in the wood rose thicket | E |
Tremoloed and to the wind | E |
All its moon spun silver casting | B2 |
Swung the milk weed pod unthinned | E |
And its clean flame on the sod | E |
By the fading golden rod | E |
Burned the white life everlasting | B2 |
It was not so much the time | H2 |
Nor the place nor way we went | E |
That made all our moods to rhyme | H2 |
Nor the season's sentiment | E |
As it was the innocent | E |
Carefree childhood of our hearts | C |
Reading each expression of | A |
Death and care as life and love | A |
That impression joy imparts | C |
Unto others and retorts | C |
On itself which then made glad | E |
All the sorrow of decay | E |
As the memory of that day | E |
Makes this day of spring now sad | E |
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XIV | A |
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The balsam breathed petunias | C |
Hang riven of the rain | S |
And where the tiger lily was | C |
Now droops a tawny stain | S |
While in the twilight's purple pause | C |
Earth dreams of Heaven again | S |
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When one shall sit and sigh | A |
And one lie all alone | S |
Beneath the unseen sky | A |
Whose love shall then deny | A |
Whose love atone | S |
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With ragged petals round its pod | E |
The rain wrecked poppy dies | C |
And where the hectic rose did nod | E |
A crumbled crimson lies | C |
While distant as the dreams of God | E |
The stars slip in the skies | C |
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When one shall lie asleep | W |
And one be dead and gone | S |
Within the unknown deep | W |
Shall we the trysts then keep | W |
That now are done | S |
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XV | A |
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Holding both your hands in mine | S |
Often have we sat together | F |
While outside the boisterous weather | F |
Hung the wild wind on the pine | S |
Like a black marauder and | E |
With a sudden warning hand | E |
At the casement rapped The night | E |
Read no sentiment of light | E |
Starbeam syllabled within | S |
Her romance of death and sin | S |
Shadow chaptered tragicly | F2 |
Looking in your eyes ah me | I |
Though I heard I did not heed | E |
What the night read unto us | C |
Threatening and ominous | C |
For love helped my heart to read | E |
Forward through unopened pages | C |
To a coming day that held | E |
More for us than all the ages | C |
Past that it epitomized | E |
In its sentence where we spelled | E |
What our present realized | E |
Only all the love that was | C |
Past and yet to be for us | C |
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XVI | A |
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'Though in the garden gray with dew | E |
All life lies withering | B2 |
And there's no more to say or do | E |
No more to sigh or sing | B2 |
Yet go we back the ways we knew | E |
When buds were opening | B2 |
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Perhaps we shall not search in vain | S |
Within its wreck and gloom | X |
'Mid roses ruined of the rain | S |
There still may live one bloom | X |
One flower whose heart may still retain | S |
The long lost soul perfume | X |
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And then perhaps will come to us | C |
The dreams we dreamed before | F |
And song who spoke so beauteous | C |
Will speak to us once more | F |
And love with eyes all amorous | C |
Will ope again his door | F |
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So 'though the garden's gray with dew | E |
And flowers are withering | B2 |
And there's no more to say or do | E |
No more to sigh or sing | B2 |
Yet go we back the ways we knew | E |
When buds were opening | B2 |
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XVII | A |
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Looking on the desolate street | E |
Where the March snow drifts and drives | C |
Trodden black of hurrying feet | E |
Where the athlete storm wind strives | C |
With each tree and dangling light | E |
Centers sphered with glittering white | E |
Hissing in the dancing snow | V |
Backward in my soul I go | V |
To that tempest haunted night | E |
Of two autumns past when we | I |
Hastening homeward were o'ertaken | V |
Of the storm and 'neath a tree | I |
With its wild leaves whisper shaken | V |
Sheltered us in that forsaken | V |
Sad and ancient cemetery | I |
Where folk came no more to bury | I |
Haggard grave stones mossed and crumbled | E |
Tottered 'round us or o'ertumbled | E |
In their sunken graves and some | P2 |
Urned and obelisked above | A |
Iron fenced in tombs stood dumb | P2 |
Records of forgotten love | A |
And again I see the west | E |
Yawning inward to its core | F |
Of electric spasmed ore | F |
Swiftly without pause or rest | E |
And a great wind sweeps the dust | E |
Up abandoned sidewalks and | E |
In the rotting trees the gust | E |
Shouts again a voice that would | E |
Make its gaunt self understood | E |
Moaning over death's lean land | E |
And we sat there hand in hand | E |
On the granite where we read | E |
By the leaping skies o'erhead | E |
Something of one young and dead | E |
Yet the words begot no fear | F |
In our souls you leaned your cheek | N2 |
Smiling on mine very near | F |
Were our lips we did not speak | N2 |
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XVIII | A |
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And suddenly alone I stood | E |
With scared eyes gazing through the wood | E |
For some still sign of ill or good | E |
To lead me from the solitude | E |
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The day was at its twilighting | N2 |
One cloud o'erhead spread a vast wing | N2 |
Of rosy thunder vanishing | N2 |
Above the far hills' mystic ring | N2 |
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Some stars shone timidly o'erhead | E |
And toward the west's cadaverous red | E |
Like some wild dream that haunts the dead | E |
In limbo the lean moon was led | E |
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Upon the sad debatable | F2 |
Vague lands of twilight slowly fell | F2 |
A silence that I knew too well | F2 |
A sorrow that I can not tell | F2 |
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What way to take what path to go | N2 |
Whether into the east's gray glow | N2 |
Or where the west burnt red and low | N2 |
What road to choose I did not know | N2 |
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So hesitating there I stood | E |
Lost in my soul's uncertain wood | E |
One sign I craved of ill or good | E |
To lead me from its solitude | E |
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XIX | C |
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It was autumn and a night | E |
Full of whispers and of mist | E |
With a gray moon wanly whist | E |
Hanging like a phantom light | E |
O'er the hills We stood among | N2 |
Windy fields of weed and flower | F |
Where the withered seed pod hung | N2 |
And the chill leaf crickets sung | N2 |
Melancholy was the hour | F |
With the mystery and loneness | C |
Of the year that seemed to look | N2 |
On its own departed face | C |
As our love then in its oneness | C |
All its dead past did retrace | C |
And from that sad moment took | N2 |
Presage of approaching parting | N2 |
Sorrowful the hour and dark | N2 |
Low among the trees now starting | N2 |
Now concealed a star's pale spark | N2 |
Like a fen fire winked and lured | E |
On to shuddering shadows where | F |
All was doubtful unassured | E |
Immaterial and the bare | F |
Facts of unideal day | E |
Changed to substance such as dreams | C |
And meseemed then far away | E |
Farther than remotest gleams | C |
Of the stars lost separated | E |
And estranged and out of reach | Q2 |
Grew our lives away from each | Q2 |
Loving lives that long had waited | E |
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XX | C |
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There is no gladness in the day | E |
Now you're away | E |
Dull is the morn the noon is dull | F2 |
Once beautiful | F2 |
And when the evening fills the skies | C |
With dusky dyes | C |
With tired eyes and tired heart | E |
I sit alone I sigh apart | E |
And wish for you | E |
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Ah darker now the night comes on | V |
Since you are gone | V |
Sad are the stars the moon is sad | E |
Once wholly glad | E |
And when the stars and moon are set | E |
And earth lies wet | E |
With heart's regret and soul's hard ache | R2 |
I dream alone I lie awake | R2 |
And wish for you | E |
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These who once spake me speak no more | F |
Now all is o'er | F |
Day hath forgot the language of | A |
Its hopes of love | A |
Night whose sweet lips were burdensome | P2 |
With dreams is dumb | P2 |
Far different from what used to be | I |
With silence and despondency | I |
They speak to me | I |
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XXI | I |
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So it ends the path that crept | E |
Through a land all slumber kissed | E |
Where the sickly moonlight slept | E |
Like a pale antagonist | E |
Now the star that led us onward | E |
Reassuring with its light | E |
Fails and falters dipping downward | E |
Leaves us wandering in night | E |
With old doubts we once disdained | E |
So it ends The woods attained | E |
Where our heart's desire builded | E |
A fair temple fire gilded | E |
With hope's marble shrine within | V |
Where the lineaments of our love | A |
Shone with lilies clad and crowned | E |
'Neath white columns reared above | A |
Sorrow and her sister sin | V |
Columns rose and ribbon wound | E |
In the forest we have found | E |
But a ruin All around | E |
Lie the shattered capitals | I |
And vast fragments of the walls | I |
Like a climbing cloud that plies | I |
Wind wrecked o'er the moon that lies | I |
'Neath its blackness taking on | V |
Gradual certainties of wan | V |
Soft assaults of easy white | E |
Pale approaching till the skies' | I |
Emptiness and hungry night | E |
Claim its bulk again while she | I |
Rides in lonely purity | I |
So we found our temple broken | V |
And a musing moment's space | I |
Love whose latest word was spoken | V |
Seemed to meet us face to face | I |
Making bright that ruined place | I |
With a strange effulgence then | V |
Passed and left all black again | V |
Madison Julius Cawein
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