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I	A
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The hills are full of prophecies	B
And ancient voices of the dead	C
Of hidden shapes that no man sees	B
Pale visionary presences	D
That speak the things no tongue hath said	C
No mind hath thought no eye hath read	C
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The streams are full of oracles	E
And momentary whisperings	E
An immaterial beauty swells	E
Its breezy silver o'er the shells	E
With wordless speech that sings and sings	E
The message of diviner things	E
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No indeterminable thought is theirs	E
The stars' the sunsets' and the flowers'	E
Whose inexpressible speech declares	E
Th' immortal Beautiful who shares	E
This mortal riddle which is ours	E
Beyond the forward flying hours	E
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II	A
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It holds and beckons in the streams	E
It lures and touches us in all	F
The flowers of the golden fall	F
The mystic essence of our dreams	E
A nymph blows bubbling music where	G
Faint water ripples down the rocks	E
A faun goes dancing hoiden locks	E
And piping a Pandean air	G
Through trees the instant wind shakes bare	G
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Our dreams are never otherwise	E
Than real when they hold us so	E
We in some future life shall know	E
Them parts of it and recognize	E
Them as ideal substance whence	E
The actual is as flowers and trees	E
From color sources no one sees	E
Draw dyes the substance of a sense	E
Material with intelligence	E
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III	A
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What intimations made them wise	E
The mournful pine the pleasant beech	H
What strange and esoteric speech	H
Communicated from the skies	E
In runic whispers that invokes	E
The boles that sleep within the seeds	E
And out of narrow darkness leads	E
The vast assemblies of the oaks	E
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Within his knowledge what one reads	E
The poems written by the flowers	E
The sermons past all speech of ours	E
Preached by the gospel of the weeds	E
O eloquence of coloring	I
O thoughts of syllabled perfume	J
O beauty uttered into bloom	J
Teach me your language let me sing	I
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IV	-
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Along my mind flies suddenly	K
A wildwood thought that will not die	A
That makes me brother to the bee	K
And cousin to the butterfly	A
A thought such as gives perfume to	L
The blushes of the bramble rose	E
And fixed in quivering crystal glows	E
A captive in the prismed dew	L
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It leads the feet no certain way	M
No frequent path of human feet	N
Its wild eyes follow me all day	M
All day I hear its wild heart beat	N
And in the night it sings and sighs	E
The songs the winds and waters love	-
Its wild heart lying tranced above	-
And tranced the wildness of its eyes	E
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V	K
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Oh joy to walk the way that goes	E
Through woods of sweet gum and of beech	H
Where like a ruby left in reach	H
The berry of the dogwood glows	E
Or where the bristling hillsides mass	E
'Twixt belts of tawny sassafras	E
Brown shocks of corn in wigwam rows	E
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Where in the hazy morning runs	E
The stony branch that pools and drips	E
The red haws and the wild rose hips	E
Are strewn like pebbles and the sun's	E
Own gold seems captured by the weeds	E
To see through scintillating seeds	E
The hunters steal with glimmering guns	E
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Oh joy to go the path which lies	E
Through woodlands where the trees are tall	F
Beneath the misty moon of fall	F
Whose ghostly girdle prophesies	E
A morn wind swept and gray with rain	O
When o'er the lonely leaf blown lane	O
The night hawk like a dead leaf flies	E
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To stand within the dewy ring	I
Where pale death smites the boneset blooms	E
And everlasting's flowers and plumes	E
Of mint with aromatic wing	I
And hear the creek whose sobbing seems	E
A wild man murmuring in his dreams	E
And insect violins that sing	I
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Or where the dim persimmon tree	K
Rains on the path its frosty fruit	P
And in the oak the owl doth hoot	P
Beneath the moon and mist to see	K
The outcast Year go Hagar wise	E
With far off melancholy eyes	E
And lips that sigh for sympathy	K
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VI	A
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Towards evening where the sweet gum flung	Q
Its thorny balls among the weeds	E
And where the milkweed's sleepy seeds	E
A faery Feast of Lanterns swung	Q
The cricket tuned a plaintive lyre	R
And o'er the hills the sunset hung	Q
A purple parchment scrawled with fire	S
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From silver blue to amethyst	T
The shadows deepened in the vale	U
And belt by belt the pearly pale	U
Aladdin fabric of the mist	T
Built up its exhalation far	V
A jewel on an Afrit's wrist	T
One star gemmed sunset's cinnabar	V
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Then night drew near as when alone	W
The heart and soul grow intimate	X
And on the hills the twilight sate	Y
With shadows whose wild robes were sown	W
With dreams and whispers dreams that led	C
The heart once with love's monotone	W
And memories of the living dead	C
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VII	A
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All night the rain gusts shook the leaves	E
Around my window and the blast	Z
Rumbled the flickering flue and fast	Z
The storm streamed from the dripping eaves	E
As if 'neath skies gone mad with fear	A2
The witches' Sabboth galloped past	Z
The forests leapt like startled deer	A2
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All night I heard the sweeping sleet	N
And when the morning came as slow	E
As wan affliction with the woe	E
Of all the world dragged at her feet	N
No spear of purple shattered through	L
The dark gray of the east no bow	B2
Of gold shot arrows swift and blue	L
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But rain that whipped the windows filled	C2
The spouts with rushings and around	D2
The garden stamped and sowed the ground	D2
With limbs and leaves the wood pool filled	C2
With overgurgling Bleak and cold	E2
The fields looked where the footpath wound	D2
Through teasel and bur marigold	E2
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Yet there's a kindness in such days	E
Of gloom that doth console regret	F2
With sympathy of tears which wet	F2
Old eyes that watch the back log blaze	E
A kindness alien to the deep	G2
Glad blue of sunny days that let	F2
No thought in of the lives that weep	G2
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VIII	A
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This dawn through which the Autumn glowers	E
As might a face within our sleep	G2
With stone gray eyes that weep and weep	G2
And wet brows bound with sodden flowers	E
Is sunset to some sister land	H2
A land of ruins and of palms	E
Rich sunset crimson with long calms	E
Whose burning belt low mountains bar	V
That sees some brown Rebecca stand	H2
Beside a well the camel band	H2
Winds down to 'neath the evening star	V
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O sunset sister to this dawn	I2
O dawn whose face is turned away	M
Who gazest not upon this day	M
But back upon the day that's gone	I2
Enamored so of loveliness	E
The retrospect of what thou wast	M
Oh to thyself the present trust	M
And as thy past be beautiful	J2
With hues that never can grow less	E
Waiting thy pleasure to express	E
New beauty lest the world grow dull	J2
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IX	E
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Down in the woods a sorcerer	S
Out of rank rain and death distills	E
Through chill alembics of the air	G
Aromas that brood everywhere	G
Among the whisper haunted hills	E
The bitter myrrh of dead leaves fills	E
Wet valleys where the gaunt weeds bleach	H
With rainy scents of wood decay	M
As if a spirit all the day	M
Sat breathing softly 'neath the beech	H
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With other eyes I see her flit	M
The wood witch of the wild perfumes	E
Among her elfin owls that sit	M
A drowsy white in crescent lit	M
Dim glens of opalescent glooms	E
Where for her magic buds and blooms	E
Mysterious perfumes while she stands	E
A thornlike shadow summoning	I
The sleepy odors that take wing	I
Like bubbles from her dewy hands	E
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X	E
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Among the woods they call to me	K
The lights that haunt the wood and stream	K2
Voices of such white ecstasy	K
As moves with hushed lips through a dream	K2
They stand in auraed radiances	K
Or flash with nimbused limbs across	K
Their golden shadows on the moss	K
Or slip in silver through the trees	K
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What love can give the heart in me	K
More hope and exaltation than	L2
The hand of light that tips the tree	K
And beckons far from marts of man	L2
That reaches foamy fingers through	L
The broken ripple and replies	K
With sparkling speech of lips and eyes	K
To souls who seek and still pursue	L
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XI	K
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Give me the streams that counterfeit	M
The twilight of autumnal skies	K
The shadowy silent waters lit	M
With fire like a woman's eyes	K
Slow waters that in autumn glass	K
The scarlet strewn and golden grass	K
And drink the sunset's tawny dyes	K
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Give me the pools that lie among	Q
The centuried forests give me those	K
Deep dim and sad as darkness hung	Q
Beneath the sunset's somber rose	K
Still pools in whose vague mirrors look	M2
Like ragged gypsies round a book	M2
Of magic trees in wild repose	K
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No quiet thing or innocent	M
Of water earth or air shall please	K
My soul now but the violent	M
Between the sunset and the trees	K
The fierce the splendid and intense	K
That love matures in innocence	K
Like mighty music give me these	K
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XII	K
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When thorn tree copses still were bare	G
And black along the turbid brook	M2
When catkined willows blurred and shook	M2
Great tawny tangles in the air	G
In bottomlands the first thaw makes	K
An oozy bog beneath the trees	K
Prophetic of the spring that wakes	K
Sang the sonorous hylodes	K
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Now that wild winds have stripped the thorn	N2
And clogged with leaves the forest creek	O2
Now that the woods look blown and bleak	O2
And webs are frosty white at morn	N2
At night beneath the spectral sky	A
A far foreboding cry I hear	P2
The wild fowl calling as they fly	A
Or wild voice of the dying Year	A2
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XIII	K
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And still my soul holds phantom tryst	M
When chestnuts hiss among the coals	K
Upon the Evening of All Souls	K
When all the night is moon and mist	M
And all the world is mystery	K
I kiss dear lips that death hath kissed	M
And gaze in eyes no man may see	K
Filled with a love long lost to me	K
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I hear the night wind's ghostly glove	A
Flutter the window then the knob	Q2
Of some dark door turn with a sob	Q2
As when love comes to gaze on love	A
Who lies pale coffined in a room	J
And then the iron gallop of	A
The storm who rides outside his plume	J
Sweeping the night with dread and gloom	J
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So fancy takes the mind and paints	K
The darkness with eidolon light	M
And writes the dead's romance in night	M
On the dim Evening of All Saints	K
Unheard the hissing nuts the clink	R2
And fall of coals whose shadow faints	K
Around the hearts that sit and think	R2
Borne far beyond the actual's brink	R2
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XIV	A
	-
I heard the wind before the morn	N2
Stretched gaunt gray fingers 'thwart my pane	O
Drive clouds down a dark dragon train	O
Its iron visor closed a horn	N2
Of steel from out the north it wound	M
No morn like yesterday's whose mouth	S2
A cool carnation from the south	S2
Breathed through a golden reed the sound	M
Of days that drop clear gold upon	T2
Cerulean silver floors of dawn	I2
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And all of yesterday is lost	M
And swallowed in to day's wild light	M
The birth deformed of day and night	M
The illegitimate who cost	M
Its mother secret tears and sighs	K
Unlovely since unloved and chilled	M
With sorrows and the shame that filled	M
Its parents' love which was not wise	K
In passion as the day and night	M
That married yestermorn with light	M
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XV	A
	-
Down through the dark indignant trees	K
On indistinguishable wings	K
Of storm the wind of evening swings	K
Before its insane anger flees	K
Distracted leaf and shattered bough	B2
There is a rushing as when seas	K
Of thunder beat an iron prow	B2
On reefs of wrath and roaring wreck	U2
'Mid stormy leaves a hurrying speck	U2
Of flickering blackness driven by	A
A mad bat whirls along the sky	A
	-
Like some sad shadow in the eve's	K
Deep melancholy visible	J2
As by some strange and twilight spell	V2
A gaunt girl stands among the leaves	K
The night wind in her dolorous dress	K
Symbolic of the life that grieves	K
Of toil that patience makes not less	K
Her load of fagots fallen there	G
A wilder shadow sweeps the air	G
And she is gone Was it the dumb	W2
Eidolon of the month to come	W2
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XVI	A
	-
The song birds are they flown away	M
The song birds of the summer time	X2
That sang their souls into the day	M
And set the laughing hours to rhyme	X2
No catbird scatters through the bush	Y2
The sparkling crystals of its song	Z2
Within the woods no hermit thrush	A3
Thridding with vocal gold the hush	A3
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All day the crows fly cawing past	M
The acorns drop the forests scowl	B3
At night I hear the bitter blast	M
Hoot with the hooting of the owl	B3
The wild creeks freeze the ways are strewn	C3
With leaves that clog beneath the tree	K
The bird that set its toil to tune	C3
And made a home for melody	K
Lies dead beneath the snow white moon	C3