Margaret Steele Anderson Wild Poems

• 1. The Church
  Still, still thy garden hath its fruits and spices,
  My Lord, my Lord!
  Still hath its wells and pools of thy devices,
  My Lord!
  ...
• 2. The Lesser Beauty
  You are the first wild violet of the year;
  Young grass you are, and apple-bloom, and spray
  Of honeysuckle; you are dawn of day.
  And the first snow-fall! It is you I hear
  ...
• 3. Agostino Di Duccio
  The chime of silver bells; the sweet
  Wild rush of fairy wings and feet;
  The fluting birds of dawn; the small
  And crystal music of the waterfall.
  ...
• 4. Allurement
  From yonder hedge, from yonder spray,
  He calls me onward and away;
  Broad lies the world and fair to see,
  The cuckoo calls, is calling me!
  ...
• 5. On A Pompeiian Bust Called "sappho."
  Oh no, not this! This is a Roman face,
  Superb, composed, with such a matron grace
  As that of great Cornelia, never thee.
  Young princess of an ancient poetry!
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• 6. The Mystic
  When, wild and spent, I fly before
  Some steadfast Fate, serene, malign,
  Let me not think, Lord, I implore
  Those dark and awful eyes are thine!
  ...
• 7. To The Fighting Weak.
  Stand up, you Strong! Touch glasses! To the Weak!
  The Weak who fight: or habit or disease,
  Birth, chance, or ignorance, or awful wreak
  Of some lost forbear, who has drained the cup
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• 8. Lines Written To A Translator Of Greek Poetry.
  A wild spring upland all this charmed page,
  Where, in the early dawn, the maenads rage,
  Mad, chaste, and lovely! This, a darker spot
  Where lone Antigone bewails her lot.
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