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This then is she	A
My mother as she looked at seventeen	B
When she first met my father Young incredibly	A
Younger than spring without the faintest trace	C
Of disappointment weariness or tean	B
Upon the childlike earnestness and grace	C
Of the waiting face	C
Those close wound ropes of pearl	D
Or common beads made precious by their use	E
Seem heavy for so slight a throat to wear	F
But the low bodice leaves the shoulders bare	F
And half the glad swell of the breast for news	G
That now the woman stirs within the girl	D
And yet	H
Even so the loops and globes	I
Of beaten gold	J
And jet	H
Hung in the stately way of old	J
From the ears' drooping lobes	I
On festivals and Lord's day of the week	K
Show all too matron sober for the cheek	K
Which now I look again is perfect child	L
Or no or no 't is girlhood's very self	M
Moulded by some deep mischief ridden elf	M
So meek so maiden mild	L
But startling the close gazer with the sense	N
Of passions forest shy and forest wild	L
And delicate delirious merriments	N
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As a moth beats sidewise	N
And up and over and tries	N
To skirt the irresistible lure	O
Of the flame that has him sure	O
My spirit that is none too strong to day	P
Flutters and makes delay	P
Pausing to wonder on the perfect lips	N
Lifting to muse upon the low drawn hair	F
And each hid radiance there	F
But powerless to stem the tide race bright	Q
The vehement peace which drifts it toward the light	Q
Where soon ah now with cries	N
Of grief and giving up unto its gain	B
It shrinks no longer nor denies	N
But dips	N
Hurriedly home to the exquisite heart of pain	B
And all is well for I have seen them plain	B
The unforgettable the unforgotten eyes	N
Across the blinding gush of these good tears	N
They shine as in the sweet and heavy years	N
When by her bed and chair	F
We children gathered jealously to share	F
The sunlit aura breathing myrrh and thyme	R
Where the sore stricken body made a clime	R
Gentler than May and pleasanter than rhyme	R
Holier and more mystical than prayer	F
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God how thy ways are strange	S
That this should be even this	N
The patient head	T
Which suffered years ago the dreary change	S
That these so dewy lips should be the same	R
As those I stooped to kiss	N
And heard my harrowing half spoken name	R
A little ere the one who bowed above her	U
Our father and her very constant lover	U
Rose stoical and we knew that she was dead	T
Then I who could not understand or share	F
His antique nobleness	N
Being unapt to bear	F
The insults which time flings us for our proof	V
Fled from the horrible roof	V
Into the alien sunshine merciless	N
The shrill satiric fields ghastly with day	P
Raging to front God in his pride of sway	P
And hurl across the lifted swords of fate	W
That ringed Him where He sat	X
My puny gage of scorn and desolate hate	W
Which somehow should undo Him after all	Y
That this girl face expectant virginal	Z
Which gazes out at me	R
Boon as a sweetheart as if nothing loth	A2
Save for the eyes with other presage stored	B2
To pledge me troth	C2
And in the kingdom where the heart is lord	B2
Take sail on the terrible gladness of the deep	D2
Whose winds the gray Norns keep	D2
That this should be indeed	E2
The flesh which caught my soul a flying seed	E2
Out of the to and fro	F2
Of scattering hands where the seedsman Mage	S
Stooping from star to star and age to age	S
Sings as he sows	N
That underneath this breast	G2
Nine moons I fed	T
Deep of divine unrest	G2
While over and over in the dark she said	T
Bless egrave d but not as happier children blessed	G2
That this should be	R
Even she	R
God how with time and change	S
Thou makest thy footsteps strange	S
Ah now I know	F2
They play upon me and it is not so	F2
Why 't is a girl I never saw before	H2
A little thing to flatter and make weep	D2
To tease until her heart is sore	H2
Then kiss and clear the score	H2
A gypsy run the fields	N
A little liberal daughter of the earth	I2
Good for what hour of truancy and mirth	I2
The careless season yields	N
Hither side the flood of the year and yonder of the neap	D2
Then thank you thanks again and twenty light good byes	N
O shrined above the skies	N
Frown not clear brow	J2
Darken not holy eyes	N
Thou knowest well I know that it is thou	J2
Only to save me from such memories	N
As would unman me quite	Q
Here in this web of strangeness caught	K2
And prey to troubled thought	L2
Do I devise	N
These foolish shifts and slight	Q
Only to shield me from the afflicting sense	N
Of some waste influence	N
Which from this morning face and lustrous hair	F
Breathes on me sudden ruin and despair	F
In any other guise	N
With any but this girlish depth of gaze	N
Your coming had not so unsealed and poured	B2
The dusty amphoras where I had stored	B2
The drippings of the winepress of my days	N
I think these eyes foresee	N
Now in their unawakened virgin time	R
Their mother's pride in me	N
And dream even now unconsciously	N
Upon each soaring peak and sky hung lea	N
You pictured I should climb	R
Broken premonitions come	R
Shapes gestures visionary	N
Not as once to maiden Mary	N
The manifest angel with fresh lilies came	R
Intelligibly calling her by name	R
But vanishingly dumb	R
Thwarted and bright and wild	L
As heralding a sin defiled	L
Earth encumbered blood begotten passionate man child	L
Who yet should be a trump of mighty call	Y
Blown in the gates of evil kings	N
To make them fall	Y
Who yet should be a sword of flame before	H2
The soul's inviolate door	H2
To beat away the clang of hellish wings	N
Who yet should be a lyre	M2
Of high unquenchable desire	U
In the day of little things	N
Look where the amphoras	N
The yield of many days	N
Trod by my hot soul from the pulp of self	M
And set upon the shelf	M
In sullen pride	L
The Vineyard master's tasting to abide	L
O mother mine	B
Are these the bringings in the doings fine	B
Of him you used to praise	N
Emptied and overthrown	B
The jars lie strown	B
These for their flavor duly nursed	L
Drip from the stopples vinegar accursed	L
These I thought honied to the very seal	N2
Dry dry a little acid meal	N2
A pinch of mouldy dust	L
Sole leavings of the amber mantling must	L
These rude to look upon	B
But flasking up the liquor dearest won	B
Through sacred hours and hard	L
With watching and with wrestlings and with grief	O2
Even of these of these in chief	O2
The stale breath sickens reeking from the shard	L
Nothing is left Aye how much less than naught	L
What shall be said or thought	L
Of the slack hours and waste imaginings	N
The cynic rending of the wings	N
Known to that froward that unreckoning heart	L
Whereof this brewage was the precious part	L
Treasured and set away with furtive boast	L
O dear and cruel ghost	L
Be merciful be just	L
See I was yours and I am in the dust	L
Then look not so as if all things were well	P2
Take your eyes from me leave me to my shame	R
Or else if gaze they must	L
Steel them with judgment darken them with blame	R
But by the ways of light ineffable	Z
You bade me go and I have faltered from	R
By the low waters moaning out of hell	P2
Whereto my feet have come	R
Lay not on me these intolerable	Z
Looks of rejoicing love of pride of happy trust	L
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Nothing dismayed	L
By all I say and all I hint not made	L
Afraid	L
O then stay by me Let	L
These eyes afflict me cleanse me keep me yet	L
Brave eyes and true	Q2
See how the shrivelled heart that long has lain	B
Dead to delight and pain	B
Stirs and begins again	B
To utter pleasant life as if it knew	Q2
The wintry days were through	Q2
As if in its awakening boughs it heard	L
The quick sweet spoken bird	L
Strong eyes and brave	R2
Inexorable to save	R2