Hawthorn And Lavender Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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ENVOYA
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My songs were once of the sunriseB
They shouted it over the barC
First footing the dawns they flourishedD
And flamed with the morning starC
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My songs are now of the sunsetE
Their brows are touched with lightF
But their feet are lost in the shadowsG
And wet with the dews of nightF
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Yet for the joy in their makingH
Take them O fond and trueI
And for his sake who made themJ
Let them be dear to YouI
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PRAELUDIUMJ
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Largo espressivoA
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In sumptuous chords and strangeK
Through rich yet poignant harmoniesL
Subtle and strong browns redsM
Magnificent with death and the pride of deathN
Thin clamant greensO
And delicate yellows that exhaustP
The exquisite chromatics of decayQ
From ruining gardens from reluctant woodsR
Dear multitudinously reluctant woodsR
And sering margents forcedS
To be lean and bare and perished grace by graceT
And flower by flower discharmedS
Comes to a purpose noneU
Not even the Scorner which is the Fool can blinkV
The dead march of the yearW
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Dead things and dying Now the long laboured soulX
Listens and pines But never a note of hopeY
Sounds whether in those highA
Transcending unisons of resignationU
That speed the sovran sunU
As he goes southing weakening minishingV
Almighty in obedience or in thoseG
Small sorrowful colloquiesG
Of bronze and russet and goldS
Colour with colour dying things with deadS
That break along this visual orchestraZ
As in that other one the audibleA2
Horn answers horn hautboy and violinB2
Talk and the 'cello calls the clarionetS
And flute and the poor heart is gladS
There is no hope in these only despairC2
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Then destiny in act ensuesG
That most tremendous passage in the scoreD2
When hangman rains and winds have wroughtS
Their worst and the brave lights gone downE2
The low strings the brute brass the sullen drumsG
Sob grovel and curse themselvesG
SilentS
But on the spirit of ManF2
And on the heart of the World there fallsG
A strange half desperate peaceG
A war worn militant gray jubilanceG
In the unkind implacable tyrannyG2
Of Winter the obsceneH2
Old crapulous Regent who in his loinsG
O who but feels he carries in his loinsG
The wild sweet blooded wonderful harlot SpringV
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Low lowI2
Over a perishing after glowI2
A thin red shred of moonJ2
Trailed In the windless airC2
The poplars all ranked lean and chillK2
The smell of winter loitered thereC2
And the Year's heart felt stillK2
Yet not so far awayQ
Seemed the mad SpringV
But that as lovers willK2
I let my laughing heart go playQ
As it had been a fond maid's frolickingV
And turning thrice the gold I'd gotS
In the good gloomJ
Solemnly wished me whatS
What and with whomJ
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Moon of half candied meresG
And flurrying fading snowsG
Moon of unkindly rainsG
Wild skies and troubled vanesG
When the Norther snarls and bitesG
And the lone moon walks a coldS
And the lawns grizzle o' nightsG
And wet fogs search the foldS
Here in this heart of mineL2
A dream that warms like wineL2
A dream one other knowsG
Moon of the roaring weirsG
And the sip sopping closeG
February Fill DykeV
Shapes like a royal roseG
A red red roseG
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O but the distance clearsG
O but the daylight growsG
Soon shall the pied wind flowersG
Babble of greening hoursG
Primrose and daffodilK2
Yearn to a fathering sunU
The lark have all his willK2
The thrush be never doneU
And April May and JuneJ2
Go to the same blythe tuneJ2
As this blythe dream of mineL2
Moon when the crocus peersG
Moon when the violet blowsG
February Fair MaidS
Haste and let come the roseG
Let come the roseG
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The night dislimns and breaksG
Like snows slow thawnL2
An evil wind awakesG
On lea and lawnL2
The low East quakes and harkV
Out of the kindless darkV
A fierce protesting larkV
High in the horror of dawnL2
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A shivering streak of lightS
A scurry of rainL2
Bleak day from bleaker nightS
Creeps pinched and fainL2
The old gloom thins and diesG
And in the wretched skiesG
A new gloom sick to riseG
Sprawls like a thing in painL2
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And yet what matter sayG
The shuddering treesG
The Easter stricken dayG
The sodden leasG
The good bird wing and wingV
With Time finds heart to singV
As he were hasteningV
The swallow o'er the seasG
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It came with the year's first crocusG
In a world of winds and snowsG
Because it would because it mustS
Because of life and time and lustS
And a year's first crocus served my turnL2
As well as the year's first roseG
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The March rack hurries and hectorsG
The March dust heaps and blowsG
But the primrose flouts the daffodilK2
And here's the patient violet stillK2
And the year's first crocus brought me luckV
So hey for the year's first roseG
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The good South West on sea worn wingsG
Comes shepherding the good rainL2
The brave Sea breaks and glooms and swingsG
A weltering glittering plainL2
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Sound Sea of England sound and shineL2
Blow English Wind amainL2
Till in this old gray heart of mineL2
The Spring need wake againL2
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In the red April dawnL2
In the wild April weatherM2
From brake and thicket and lawnL2
The birds sing all togetherM2
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The look of the hoyden SpringV
Is pinched and shrewish and coldS
But all together they singV
Of a world that can never be oldS
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Of a world still young still youngV
Whose last word won't be saidS
Nor her last song dreamed and sungV
Till her last true lover's deadS
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The April sky sags low and drearM2
The April winds blow coldS
The April rains fall gray and sheerM2
And yeanlings keep the foldS
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But the rook has built and the song birds quireM2
And over the faded leaA
The lark soars glorying gyre on gyreM2
And he is the bird for meA
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For he sings as if from his watchman's heightS
He saw this blighting dayG
The far vales break into colour and lightS
From the banners and arms of MayG
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Shadow and gleam on the DownlandS
Under the low Spring skyA
Shadow and gleam in my spiritS
WhyA
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A bird in his nest rejoicingV
Cheers and flatters and woosG
A fresh voice flutters my fancyA
WhoseG
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And the humour of April frolicsG
And bickers in blade and boughN2
O to meet for the primal kindnessG
NowN2
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The wind on the woldS
With sea scents and sea dreams attendedS
Is wineL2
The air is as goldS
In elixir it takes so the splendidS
SunshineL2
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O the larks in the blueI
How the song of them glitters and glancesG
And gleamsG
The old music sounds newI
And it's O the wild Spring and his chancesG
And dreamsG
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There's a lift in the bloodS
O this gracious and thirsting and achingV
UnrestS
All life's at the budS
And my heart full of April is breakingV
My breastS
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Deep in my gathering gardenL2
A gallant thrush has builtS
And his quaverings on the stillnessG
Like light made song are spiltS
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They gleam they glint they sparkleA2
They glitter along the airM2
Like the song of a sunbeam nettedS
In a tangle of red gold hairM2
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And I long as I laugh and listenL2
For the angel hour that shall bringV
My part pre ordained and appointedS
In the miracle of SpringV
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What doth the blackbird in the boughsG
Sing all day to his nested spouseG
What but the song of his old Mother EarthO2
In her mighty humour of lust and mirthO2
'Love and God's will go wing and wingV
And as for death is there any such thing '-
In the shadow of deathN
So at the beck of the wizard SpringV
The dear bird saithN
So the bird saithN
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Caught with us all in the nets of fateS
So the sweet wretch sings early and lateS
And O my fairest after allP2
The heart of the World's in his innocent callP2
The will of the World's with him wing and wingV
'Life life life 'Tis the sole great thingV
This side of deathN
Heart on heart in the wonder of Spring '-
So the bird saithN
The wise bird saithN
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This world all hoaryG
With song and storyG
Rolls in a gloryG
Of youth and mirthN
Above and underM2
Clothed on with wonderM2
Sunrise and thunderM2
And death and birthN
His broods befriendingV
With grace unendingV
And gifts transcendingV
A god's at playG
Yet do his meetnessG
And sovran sweetnessG
Hold in the jocund purpose of MayG
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So take your pleasureM2
And in full measureM2
Use of your treasureM2
When birds sing bestS
For when heaven's bluestS
And earth feels newestS
And love longs truestS
And takes not restS
When winds blow cleanestS
And seas roll sheenestS
And lawns lie greenestS
Then night and dayS
Dear life counts dearestS
And God walks nearestS
To them that praise Him praising His MayS
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I talked one midnight with the jolly ghostS
Of a gray ancestor TOM HEYWOOD hightS
And 'Here's ' says he his old heart liquor liftedS
'Here's how we did when GLORIANA shone '-
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All in a garden greenL2
Thrushes were singingV
Red rose and white betweenL2
Lilies were springingV
It was the merry MayS
Yet sang my LadyS
'Nay Sweet now nay now nayS
I am not ready '-
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Then to a pleasant shadeS
I did invite herM2
All things a concert madeS
For to delight herM2
Under the grass was gayS
Yet sang my LadyS
'Nay Sweet now nay now nayS
I am not ready '-
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Why do you linger and loiter O most sweetS
Why do you falter and delayS
Now that the insolent high blooded MayS
Comes greeting and to greetS
Comes with her instant summonings to strayS
Down the green antient wayS
The leafy still rose haunted eye proof streetS
Where true lovers each other may entreatS
Ere the gold hair turn grayS
Entreat and fleetS
Life gaudily and so play out their playS
Even with the triumphing MayS
The young eyed smiling irresistible MayS
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Why do you loiter and linger O most dearM2
Why do you dream and palter and stayS
When every dawn that rushes up the bayS
Brings nearer and more nearM2
The Terror the Discomforter whose preyS
Beloved we must be Nor prayer nor tearM2
Lets his arraignment but we disappearM2
What time the gold turns grayS
Into the sheerM2
Blind gulfs unglutted of mere YesterdayS
With the unlingering MayS
The good fulfilling irresponsible MayS
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Come where my Lady liesG
Sleeping down the golden hoursG
Cover her with flowersG
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Bluebells from the clearingsG
Flag flowers from the rillsG
Wildings from the lush hedgerowsG
Delicate daffodilsG
Sweetlings from the formal plotsG
Bloomkins from the bowersG
Heap them round her where she sleepsG
Cover her with flowersG
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Sweet pea and pansyG
Red hawthorn and whiteS
Gilliflowers like praising soulsG
Lilies lamps of lightS
Nurselings of what happy windsG
Suns and stars and showersG
Joylets good to see and smellQ2
Cover her with flowersG
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Like to sky born shadowsG
Mirrored on a streamJ
Let their odours meet and mixG
And waver through her dreamJ
Last the crowded sweetnessG
Slumber overpowersG
And she feels the lips she lovesG
Craving through the flowersG
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The west a glory of green and red and goldS
The magical drifts to north and eastward rolledS
The shining sands the still transfigured seaG
The wind so light it scarce begins to beG
As these long days unfold a flower unfoldS
Life's rose in meG
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Life's rose life's rose Red at my heart it glowsG
Glows and is glad as in some quiet closeG
The sun's spoiled darlings their gay life renewI
Only the clement rain the mothering dewI
Daytide and night all things that make the roseG
Are you dear youI
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Look down dear eyes look downL2
Lest you betray her gladnessG
Dear brows do naught but frownL2
Lest men miscall my madnessG
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Come not dear hands so nearM2
Lest all besides come nearerM2
Dear heart hold me less dearM2
Lest time hold nothing dearerM2
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Keep me dear lips O keepR2
The great last word unspokenL2
Lest other eyes go weepR2
And other lives lie brokenL2
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Poplar and lime and chestnutS
Meet in a living screenL2
And there the winds and the sunbeams keepR2
A revel of gold and greenL2
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O the green dreams and the goldenL2
The golden thoughts and greenL2
This green and golden end of MayS
My lover and me betweenL2
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Hither this solemn eventideS
All flushed and mystical and blueI
When the late bird singsG
And sweet breathed garden ghosts walk sudden and wideS
Hesper that bringeth all good thingsG
Brings me a dream of youI
And in my heart dear heart it comes and goesG
Even as the south wind lingers and falls and blowsG
Even as the south wind sighs and tarries and streamsG
Among the living leaves about and roundS
With a still soothing soundS
As of a multitude of dreamsG
Of love and the longing of love and love's delightS
Thronging ten thousand deepR2
Into the uncreating NightS
With semblances and shadows to fulfilI
Amaze and thrillI
The strange dispeopled silences of SleepR2
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After the grim daylightS
NightS
Night and the stars and the seaG
Only the sea and the starsG
And the star shown sails and sparsG
Naught else in the night for meG
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Over the northern heightS
LightS
Light and the dawn of a dayS
With nothing for me but a breastS
Laboured with love's unrestS
And the irk of an idle MayS
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Love which is lust is the Lamp in the TombJ
Love which is lust is the Call from the GloomJ
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Love which is lust is the Main of DesireM2
Love which is lust is the Centric FireM2
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So man and woman will keep their trustS
Till the very Springs of the Sea run dustS
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Yea each with the other will lose and winL2
Till the very Sides of the Grave fall inL2
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For the strife of Love's the abysmal strifeA
And the word of Love is the Word of LifeA
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And they that go with the Word unsaidS
Though they seem of the living are damned and deadS
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Between the dusk of a summer nightS
And the dawn of a summer dayS
We caught at a mood as it passed in flightS
And we bade it stoop and stayS
And what with the dawn of night beganL2
With the dusk of day was doneL2
For that is the way of woman and manL2
When a hazard has made them oneL2
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Arc upon arc from shade to shineL2
The World went thundering freeG
And what was his errand but hers and mineL2
The lords of him I and sheG
O it's die we must but it's live we canL2
And the marvel of earth and sunL2
Is all for the joy of woman and manL2
And the longing that makes them oneL2
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I took a hansom on to dayS
For a round I used to knowL2
That I used to take for a woman's sakeV
In a fever of to and froL2
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There were the landmarks one and allI
What did they stand to showL2
Street and square and river were thereM2
Where was the antient woeL2
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Never a hint of a challenging hopeY
Nor a hope laid sick and lowL2
But a longing dead as its kindred spedS
A thousand years agoL2
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Only a freakish wisp of hairM2
Nay but its wildest its most frolic whorlI
Stands for a slim enamoured sweet fleshed girlI
And so a tangle of dream and charm and funL2
Its every crook a promise and a snareM2
Its every dowle or genially gaddingV
Or crisply curledS
Heartening and maddingV
Empales a novel and peculiar worldS
Of right essential fantasiesG
And shining acts as yet undoneL2
But in these wonder working daysG
Soon soon to ask our sovran Lord the SunL2
For countenance and praiseG
As of the best his storying eye hath seenL2
And his vast memory can parallelI
Among the darling victoriesG
Beneficent beautiful inexpressibleI
Of life on timeJ
Yet have they flashed and beenL2
In millions since 'twas his to bringV
The heaven creating SpringV
An angel of adventure and delightS
In all her beauty and all her strength and worthN
With her great guerdons of romance and sprightS
And those high needs that fill the flesh with mightS
Home to the citizens of this good green earthN
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Poor souls they have but time and placeG
To play their transient little playI
And sing their singular little songV
Ere they are rushed awayI
Into the antient undisclosing NightS
And none is left to tell of the clear eyesG
That filled them with God's graceG
And turned the iron skies to skies of goldS
None but the sweetest She herself grows oldS
Grows old and diesG
And but for such a lovely snatch of hairM2
As this none none could guess or knowL2
That She was kind and fairM2
And he had nights and days beyond compareM2
How many dusty and silent years agoL2
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This is the moon of rosesG
The lovely and flowerful timeJ
And as white roses climb the wallI
Your dreams about me climbJ
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This is the moon of rosesG
Glad and golden and blueI
And as red roses drink of the sunL2
My dreams they drink of youI
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This is the moon of rosesG
The cherishing South West blowsG
And life dear heart for me and youI
O life's a rejoicing roseG
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June and a warm sweet rainL2
June and the call of a birdS
To a lover in painL2
What lovelier wordS
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Two of each other fainL2
Happily heart on heartS
So in the wind and rainL2
Spring bears his partS
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O to be heart on heartS
One with the warm June rainL2
God with us from the startS
And no more painL2
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It was a bowl of rosesG
There in the light they layI
Languishing glorying glowingV
Their life awayI
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And the soul of them rose like a presenceG
Into me crept and grewI
And filled me with something some oneL2
O was it youI
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Your feet as gladS
And light as a dove's homing wings you cameJ
Came with your sweets to fill my handsG
My sense with your perfumeJ
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We closed with lipsG
Grown weary and fain with longing from afarM2
The while your grave enamoured eyesG
Drank down the dream in mineL2
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Till the great needS
So lovely and so instant grew it seemedS
The embodied Spirit of the SpringV
Hung at me heart on heartS
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A world of leafage murmurous and a twinkleI
The green delicious plenitude of JuneL2
Love and laughter and songV
The blue day longV
Going to the same glad golden tuneL2
The same glad tuneL2
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Clouds on the dim delighting skies a sprinkleI
Poplars black in the wake of a setting moonL2
Love and languor and sleepR2
And the star sown deepR2
Going to the same good golden tuneL2
The same good tuneL2
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I send you roses red like loveA
And white like death sweet friendS
Born in your bosom to rejoiceG
Languish and droop and endS
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If the white roses tell of deathN
Let the red roses mendS
The talk with true stories of loveA
Unchanging till the endS
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Red and white roses love and deathN
What else is left to sendS
For what is life but love the meansG
And death true Wife the endS
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These glad these great these goodly daysG
Bewildering hope outrunning praiseG
The Earth renewed by the great Sun's longingV
Utters her joy in a million waysG
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What is there left sweet Soul and trueI
What for us and our dream to doI
What but to take this mighty SummerM2
As it were made for me and youI
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Take it and live it beam by beamJ
Motes of light on a gleaming streamJ
Glare by glare and glory on gloryG
Through to the ash of this flaming dreamJ
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The downs like uplands in EdenL2
Gleam in an afterglowL2
Like a rose world ruining earthwardsG
Mystical wistful slowL2
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Near and afar in the leafageK
That last glad call to the nestS
And the thought of you hangs and triumphsG
With Hesper low in the westS
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Till the song and the light and the colourG
The passion of earth and skyA
Are blent in a rapture of bodingA
Of the death we should one day dieA
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The time of the silenceG
Of birds is upon usG
Rust in the chestnut leafA
Dust in the stubbleI
The turn of the YearG
And the call to decayA
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Stately and splendidS
The Summer passesG
Sad with satietyS
Sick with fulfilmentS
Spent and consumedS
But august till the endS
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By wilting hedgerowsG
And white hot highwaysG
Bearing its memoriesG
Even as a burdenL2
The tired heart plodsG
For a place of restS
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There was no kiss that dayS
No intimate Yea and NayS
No sweets in hand no tender lingering touchS2
None of those desperate exquisite caressesG
So instant O so brief and yet so muchS2
The thought of the swiftest lifts and blessesG
Nor any one of those great royal wordsG
Those sovran privacies of speechT2
Frank as the call of April birdsG
That whispered live a life of goldS
Among the heart's still sainted memoriesG
And irk and thrill and ravish and beseechT2
Even when the dream of dreams in death's a coldS
No there was none of theseG
Dear one and yetS
O eyes on eyes O voices breaking stillI
For all the watchful willI
Into a kinder kindness than seemed dueS
From you to me and me to youS
And that hot eyed close throated blind regretS
Of woman and man baulked and debarred the blueS
No kiss no kiss that dayS
Nay rather though we seemed to wear the rueS
Sweet friend how many and how goodly sayS
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Sing to me sing and sing againL2
My glad great throated nightingaleI
Sing as the good sun through the rainL2
Sing as the home wind in the sailI
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Sing to me life and toil and timeJ
O bugle of dawn O flute of restS
Sing and once more as in the primeJ
There shall be naught but seems the bestS
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And sing me at the last of loveA
Sing that old magic of the MayS
That makes the great world laugh and moveA
As lightly as our dream to dayS
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We sat late late talking of many thingsG
He told me of his grief and in the tellingA
The gist of his tale showed to me rhymed like thisG
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It came the news like a fire in the nightS
That life and its best were doneL2
And there was never so dazed a wretchT2
In the beat of the living sunL2
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I read the news and the terms of the newsG
Reeled random round my brainL2
Like the senseless tedious buzzle and boomJ
Of a bluefly in the paneL2
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So I went for the news to the house of the newsG
But the words were left unsaidS
For the face of the house was blank with blindsG
And I knew that she was deadS
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XXXVIIA
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'Twas in a world of living leavesG
That we two reaped and bound our sheavesG
They were of white roses and redS
And in the scything they were deadS
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Now the high Autumn flames afieldS
And what is all his golden yieldS
To that we took and sheaved and boundS
In the green dusk that gladdened roundS
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Yet must the memory grieve and acheT2
Of that we did for dear love's sakeT2
But may no more under the sunL2
Being like our summer spent and doneL2
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XXXVIIIA
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Since those we love and those we hateS
With all things mean and all things greatS
Pass in a desperate disarrayS
Over the hills and far awayS
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It must be Dear that late or soonL2
Out of the ken of the watching moonL2
We shall abscond with YesterdayS
Over the hills and far awayS
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What does it matter As I deemJ
We shall but follow as brave a dreamJ
As ever smiled a wanton MayS
Over the hills and far awayS
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We shall remember and in prideS
Fare forth fulfilled and satisfiedS
Into the land of Ever and AyeA
Over the hills and far awayS
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XXXIXG
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These were the woods of wonderG
We found so close and boonL2
When the bride month in her beautyS
Lay mouth to mouth with JuneL2
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November the old lean widowS
Sniffs and snivels and shrillsG
And the bowers are all dismantledS
And the long grass wets and chillsG
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And I hate these dismal dawningsG
These miserable even endsG
These orts and rags and heeltapsG
This dream of being merely friendsG
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'Dearest when I am deadS
Make one last song for meS
Sing what I would have saidS
Righting life's wrong for meS
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'Tell them how early and lateS
Glad ran the days with meS
Seeing how goodly and greatS
Love were your ways with me '-
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Dear hands so many times so muchT2
When the spent year was green and primeJ
Come take your fill and touchT2
This one poor timeJ
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Dear lips that could not leave unsaidS
One sweet souled syllable of delightS
Once more and be as deadS
In the dead nightS
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Dear eyes so fond to read in mineL2
The message of our counted yearsG
Look your proud last nor shineL2
Through tears through tearsG
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XLIII
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When in what other lifeA
Where in what old spent starG
Systems ago dead vastitudes afarG
Were we two bird and bough or man and wifeA
Or wave and sparG
Or I the beating sea and you the barG
On which it breaks I know not IA
But this O this my Very Dear I knowS
Your voice awakes old echoes in my heartS
And things I say to you now are said once moreG
And Sweet when we two partS
I feel I have seen you falter and linger soS
So hesitate and turn and cling yet goS
As once in some immemorable BeforeG
Once on some fortunate yet thrice blasted shoreG
Was it for goodS
O these poor eyes are wetS
And yet O yetS
Now that we know I would not if I couldS
ForgetS
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The rain and the wind the wind and the rainL2
They are with us like a diseaseG
They worry the heart they work the brainL2
As they shoulder and clutch at the shrieking paneL2
And savage the helpless treesG
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What does it profit a man to knowS
These tattered and tumbling skiesG
A million stately stars will showS
And the ruining grace of the after glowS
And the rush of the wild sunriseG
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Ever the rain the rain and the windS
Come hunch with me over the fireG
Dream of the dreams that leered and grinnedS
Ere the blood of the Year got chilled and thinnedS
And the death came on desireG
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He made this gracious Earth a hellI
With Love and Drink I cannot tellI
Of which he died But Death was wellI
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Will I die of drinkA
Why notS
Won't I pause and thinkA
WhatS
Why in seeming wiseG
Waste your breathN
Everybody diesG
And of deathN
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Youth if you find it's youthN
Too lateS
Truth and the back of truthN
StraightS
Be it love or liquorG
What's the oddsG
So it slide you quickerG
To the godsG
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XLVA
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O these long nights of daysG
All the year's baseness in the waysG
All the year's wretchedness in the skiesG
While on the blind disheartened seaS
A tramp wind pliesG
Cringingly and dejectedlyI
And rain and darkness mist and mudS
They cling they close they sneak into the bloodS
They crawl and crowd upon the brainL2
Till in a dull dense monotone of painL2
The past is found a kind of mazeG
At whose every coign and crookA
Broad angle and privy nookA
There waits a hooded MemoryS
Sad yet with strange bright unreproaching eyesG
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XLVIA
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In Shoreham River hurrying downL2
To the live seaS
By working marrying breeding Shoreham TownL2
Breaking the sunset's wistful and solemn dreamJ
An old black rotter of a boatS
Past service to the labouring tumbling floteS
Lay stranded in mid streamJ
With a horrid list a frightening lapse from the lineL2
That made me think of legs and a broken spineL2
Soon all too soonL2
Ungainly and forlorn to lieI
Full in the eyeI
Of the cynical discomfortable moonL2
That as I looked stared from the fading skyI
A clown's face flour'd for work And by and byI
The wide winged sunset wanned and wanedS
The lean night wind crept westward chilling and sighingA
The poor old hulk remainedS
Stuck helpless in mid ebb And I knew whyI
Why as I looked my heart felt cryingA
For as I looked the good green earth seemed dyingA
Dying or deadS
And as I looked on the old boat I saidS
'Dear God it's I '-
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XLVIIA
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Come by my bedS
What time the gray ghost shrieks and fliesG
Take in your hands my headS
And look O look into my failing eyesG
And by God's graceG
Even as He sunders body and breathN
The shadow of your faceG
Shall pass with me into the runL2
Of the Beyond and I shall keep and saveA
Your beauty as it used to beS
An absolute part of meS
Lying there dead and doneL2
Far from the sovran bounty of the sunL2
Down in the grisly colonies of the GraveA
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Gray hills gray skies gray lightsG
And still gray seaS
O fond O fairG
The Mays that wereG
When the wild days and wilder nightsG
Made it like heaven to beS
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Gray head gray heart gray dreamsG
O breath by breathN
Night tide and dayS
Lapse gentle and grayS
As to a murmur of tired streamsG
Into the haze of deathN
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Silence loneliness darknessG
These and of these my fillI
While God in the rush of the MaytideS
Without is working His willI
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Without are the wind and the wall flowersG
The leaves and the nests and the rainL2
And in all of them God is makingA
His beautiful purpose plainL2
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But I wait in a horror of strangenessG
A tool on His workshop floorG
Worn to the butt and banishedS
His hand for evermoreG
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So let me hence as oneL2
Whose part in the world has been dreamed out and doneL2
One that hath fairly earned and spentS
In pride of heart and jubilance of bloodS
Such wages be they counted bad or goodS
As Time the old taskmaster was moved to payS
And having warred and suffered and passed onL2
Those gifts the Arbiters preferred and gaveA
Fare grateful and contentS
Down the dim wayS
Whereby races innumerable have goneL2
Into the silent universe of the graveA
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Grateful for what hath beenL2
For what my hand hath done mine eyes have seenL2
My heart been privileged to knowS
With all my lips in love have broughtS
To lips that yearned in love to them and wroughtS
In the way of wrath and pity and sport and songA
Content this miracle of being aliveA
Dwindling that I thrice weary of worst and bestS
May shed my duds and goS
From right and wrongA
And ceasing to regret and long and striveA
Accept the past and be for ever at restS
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FINALES
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Schizzando ma con sentimentoS
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A sigh sent wrongA
A kiss that goes astrayS
A sorrow the years endlongA
So they sayS
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So let it beS
Come the sorrow the kiss the sighA
They are life dear life all threeS
And we dieA
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WORTHINGA

William Ernest Henley



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