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In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship fain	A
Of the live oak the marsh and the main	A
The little green leaves would not let me alone in my sleep	B
Up breathed from the marshes a message of range and of sweep	B
Interwoven with waftures of wild sea liberties drifting	C
Came through the lapped leaves sifting sifting	C
Came to the gates of sleep	B
Then my thoughts in the dark of the dungeon keep	B
Of the Castle of Captives hid in the City of Sleep	B
Upstarted by twos and by threes assembling	C
The gates of sleep fell a trembling	C
Like as the lips of a lady that forth falter 'Yes '	D
Shaken with happiness	E
The gates of sleep stood wide	F
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I have waked I have come my beloved I might not abide	F
I have come ere the dawn O beloved my live oaks to hide	F
In your gospelling glooms to be	G
As a lover in heaven the marsh my marsh and the sea my sea	G
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Tell me sweet burly bark'd man bodied Tree	G
That mine arms in the dark are embracing dost know	H
From what fount are these tears at thy feet which flow	H
They rise not from reason but deeper inconsequent deeps	G
Reason's not one that weeps	G
What logic of greeting lies	G
Betwixt dear over beautiful trees and the rain of the eyes	G
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O cunning green leaves little masters like as ye gloss	G
All the dull tissued dark with your luminous darks that emboss	G
The vague blackness of night into pattern and plan	I
So	G
But would I could know but would I could know	G
With your question embroid'ring the dark of the question of man	I
So with your silences purfling this silence of man	I
While his cry to the dead for some knowledge is under the ban	I
Under the ban	I
So ye have wrought me	G
Designs on the night of our knowledge yea ye have taught me	G
So	G
That haply we know somewhat more than we know	G
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Ye lispers whisperers singers in storms	G
Ye consciences murmuring faiths under forms	G
Ye ministers meet for each passion that grieves	G
Friendly sisterly sweetheart leaves	G
Oh rain me down from your darks that contain me	G
Wisdoms ye winnow from winds that pain me	G
Sift down tremors of sweet within sweet	J
That advise me of more than they bring repeat	J
Me the woods smell that swiftly but now brought breath	K
From the heaven side bank of the river of death	K
Teach me the terms of silence preach me	G
The passion of patience sift me impeach me	G
And there oh there	L
As ye hang with your myriad palms upturned in the air	L
Pray me a myriad prayer	L
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My gossip the owl is it thou	M
That out of the leaves of the low hanging bough	M
As I pass to the beach art stirred	N
Dumb woods have ye uttered a bird	N
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Reverend Marsh low couched along the sea	G
Old chemist rapt in alchemy	G
Distilling silence lo	G
That which our father age had died to know	G
The menstruum that dissolves all matter thou	M
Hast found it for this silence filling now	M
The globed clarity of receiving space	G
This solves us all man matter doubt disgrace	G
Death love sin sanity	G
Must in yon silence' clear solution lie	O
Too clear That crystal nothing who'll peruse	G
The blackest night could bring us brighter news	G
Yet precious qualities of silence haunt	P
Round these vast margins ministrant	P
Oh if thy soul's at latter gasp for space	G
With trying to breathe no bigger than thy race	G
Just to be fellow'd when that thou hast found	P
No man with room or grace enough of bound	P
To entertain that New thou tell'st thou art	P
'Tis here 'tis here thou canst unhand thy heart	P
And breathe it free and breathe it free	G
By rangy marsh in lone sea liberty	G
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The tide's at full the marsh with flooded streams	G
Glimmers a limpid labyrinth of dreams	G
Each winding creek in grave entrancement lies	G
A rhapsody of morning stars The skies	G
Shine scant with one forked galaxy	G
The marsh brags ten looped on his breast they lie	O
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Oh what if a sound should be made	P
Oh what if a bound should be laid	P
To this bow and string tension of beauty and silence a spring	C
To the bend of beauty the bow or the hold of silence the string	C
I fear me I fear me yon dome of diaphanous gleam	Q
Will break as a bubble o'er blown in a dream	Q
Yon dome of too tenuous tissues of space and of night	P
Over weighted with stars over freighted with light	P
Over sated with beauty and silence will seem	Q
But a bubble that broke in a dream	Q
If a bound of degree to this grace be laid	P
Or a sound or a motion made	P
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But no it is made list somewhere mystery where	L
In the leaves in the air	L
In my heart is a motion made	P
'Tis a motion of dawn like a flicker of shade on shade	P
In the leaves 'tis palpable low multitudinous stirring	C
Upwinds through the woods the little ones softly conferring	C
Have settled my lord's to be looked for so they are still	R
But the air and my heart and the earth are a thrill	R
And look where the wild duck sails round the bend of the river	S
And look where a passionate shiver	S
Expectant is bending the blades	G
Of the marsh grass in serial shimmers and shades	G
And invisible wings fast fleeting fast fleeting	C
Are beating	C
The dark overhead as my heart beats and steady and free	G
Is the ebb tide flowing from marsh to sea	G
Run home little streams	G
With your lapfulls of stars and dreams	G
And a sailor unseen is hoisting a peak	T
For list down the inshore curve of the creek	T
How merrily flutters the sail	U
And lo in the East Will the East unveil	U
The East is unveiled the East hath confessed	P
A flush 'tis dead 'tis alive 'tis dead ere the West	P
Was aware of it nay 'tis abiding 'tis unwithdrawn	M
Have a care sweet Heaven 'Tis Dawn	M
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Now a dream of a flame through that dream of a flush is uprolled	P
To the zenith ascending a dome of undazzling gold	P
Is builded in shape as a bee hive from out of the sea	G
The hive is of gold undazzling but oh the Bee	G
The star fed Bee the build fire Bee	G
Of dazzling gold is the great Sun Bee	G
That shall flash from the hive hole over the sea	G
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Yet now the dew drop now the morning gray	V
Shall live their little lucid sober day	V
Ere with the sun their souls exhale away	V
Now in each pettiest personal sphere of dew	P
The summ'd morn shines complete as in the blue	P
Big dew drop of all heaven with these lit shrines	G
O'er silvered to the farthest sea confines	G
The sacramental marsh one pious plain	M
Of worship lies Peace to the ante reign	M
Of Mary Morning blissful mother mild	P
Minded of nought but peace and of a child	P
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Not slower than Majesty moves for a mean and a measure	S
Of motion not faster than dateless Olympian leisure	S
Might pace with unblown ample garments from pleasure to pleasure	S
The wave serrate sea rim sinks unjarring unreeling	T
Forever revealing revealing revealing	T
Edgewise bladewise halfwise wholewise 'tis done	M
Good morrow lord Sun	M
With several voice with ascription one	M
The woods and the marsh and the sea and my soul	W
Unto thee whence the glittering stream of all morrows doth roll	W
Cry good and past good and most heavenly morrow lord Sun	M
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O Artisan born in the purple Workman Heat	P
Parter of passionate atoms that travail to meet	P
And be mixed in the death cold oneness innermost Guest	P
At the marriage of elements fellow of publicans blest	P
King in the blouse of flame that loiterest o'er	S
The idle skies yet laborest fast evermore	X
Thou in the fine forge thunder thou in the beat	P
Of the heart of a man thou Motive Laborer Heat	P
Yea Artist thou of whose art yon sea's all news	G
With his inshore greens and manifold mid sea blues	G
Pearl glint shell tint ancientest perfectest hues	G
Ever shaming the maidens lily and rose	G
Confess thee and each mild flame that glows	G
In the clarified virginal bosoms of stones that shine	M
It is thine it is thine	M
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Thou chemist of storms whether driving the winds a swirl	Y
Or a flicker the subtiler essences polar that whirl	Y
In the magnet earth yea thou with a storm for a heart	P
Rent with debate many spotted with question part	P
From part oft sundered yet ever a globed light	P
Yet ever the artist ever more large and bright	P
Than the eye of a man may avail of manifold One	M
I must pass from thy face I must pass from the face of the Sun	M
Old Want is awake and agog every wrinkle a frown	M
The worker must pass to his work in the terrible town	M
But I fear not nay and I fear not the thing to be done	M
I am strong with the strength of my lord the Sun	M
How dark how dark soever the race that must needs be run	M
I am lit with the Sun	M
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Oh never the mast high run of the seas	G
Of traffic shall hide thee	G
Never the hell colored smoke of the factories	G
Hide thee	G
Never the reek of the time's fen politics	G
Hide thee	G
And ever my heart through the night shall with knowledge abide thee	G
And ever by day shall my spirit as one that hath tried thee	G
Labor at leisure in art till yonder beside thee	G
My soul shall float friend Sun	M
The day being done	M
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Baltimore December	S