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In the cold I will rise, I will b… In waters of ice; myself Will shiver, and shrive myself, Alone in the dawn, and anoint Forehead and feet and hands;
Not thou, White rose, but thy Ensanguined sister is The dear companion of my heart’s Shed blood.
Peter stands by the gate, And Michael by the throne. ‘Peter, I would pass the gate And come before the throne.’ ‘Whose spirit prayed never at the…
Wouldst thou find my ashes? Look In the pages of my book; And as these thy hand doth turn, Know here is my funeral urn.
Great Kings were dust and all the… Did my harp’s taut and burnished s… The fragrance of dead ladies’ love… Blew never down but for my lute.
What words Are left thee then Who hast squandered on thy Forgetfulness eternity’s I Love?
Burdock, Blue aconite, And thistle and thorn. .of these Singing I wreathe my pretty wreat… O’death.
The long night through and still a… Estranged from eyes that very wear… Makes blind to dawn.
In a cave born (Mary said) In a cave is My Son buried
‘There’s be no roof to shelter you… You’ll have no where to lay your h… And who will get your food for you… Star-dust pays for no man’s bread. So, Jacky, come give me your fidd…
With night’s Dim veil and blue I will cover my eyes, I will bind close my eyes that are So weary.
I know Not these my hands And yet I think there was A woman like me once had hands Like these.
As I went, as I went Over the mountains, I heard, I heard, Through cloud-wreath and mist, A hound that was baying -
If illness’ end be health regained… Will pay you, Asculapeus, when I…
Fate Defied As it Were tissue of silver I’ll wear, O fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad