Sun and wind and beat of sea, Great lands stretching endlessly’€… Where be bonds to bind the free? All the world was made for me!

Guardian Of The Treasure Of Sol… And Keeper Of the Prophet’s Armo… My tent A vapour that The wind dispels and but

Art thou Not kin to him Who loved Mark’s wife and both Died for it? O, thou harper in Green woods?

With night’s Dim veil and blue I will cover my eyes, I will bind close my eyes that are So weary.

You nor I nor nobody knows Where our daily-taken breath Vanisheth and vanisheth: Where our lost breath’s flying goe… You nor I nor nobody knows.

With swift Great sweep of her Magnificent arm my pain Clanged back the doors that shut m… From life.

Look up . . . From bleakening hills Blows down the light, first breath Of wintry wind . . . look up, and… The snow!

THE old Old winds that blew When chaos was, what do They tell the clattered trees that… Should weep?

These be three silent things: The falling snow . . . the hour Before the dawn . . . the mouth of… Just dead.

Grey gaolers are my griefs That will not let me free; The bitterness of tears Is warder unto me. I may not leap or run;

If it Were lighter touch Than petal of flower resting On grass, oh still too heavy it we… Too heavy!

So may you sleep alway, My baby, my dear son: Amen, Amen, Amen. My baby, my dear son.

Heard ye the maidens Went through the meadows, Early, O, early, While yet the dew was Wet on the grass?

All day, all day I brush My golden strands of hair; All day I wait and wait.. Ah, who is there? Who calls? Who calls? The gold

A flickering light near spent Her pale hand bore. Have you seen Angelique? Will she know the place Dead feet must find,