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Day is the hero’s shield, Achilles’ field, The light days are the angels. We the seed. Against eternal light and gorgon’s…
In my first sleep I came to the river And looked down Through the clear water - Only in dream
Change Said the sun to the moon, You cannot stay. Change Says the moon to the waters,
This war’s dead heroes, who has se… They rise in smoke above the burni… Faint clouds, dissolving into sky… And who sifting the Libyan sand c… The tracery of a human hand,
Primrose, anemone, bluebell, moss Grow in the Kingdom of the Cross And the ash-tree’s purple bud Dresses the spear that sheds his b… With the thorns that pierce his br…
Within the flower there lies a see… Within the seed there springs a tr… Within the tree there spreads a wo… In the wood there burns a fire, And in the fire there melts a ston…
Night comes, an angel stands Measuring out the time of stars, Still are the winds, and still the… It would be peace to lie Still in the still hours at the an…
If you go deep Into the heart What do you find there? Fear, fear, Fear of the jaws of the rock,
Reaching down arm-deep into bright… I gathered on white sand under wav… Shells, drifted up on beaches wher… Inhabit a finite world of years an… I reached my arm down a myriad yea…
Yours is the face that the earth t… Continuous beyond its human featur… The mountain forms that rest again… With your eyes, the reflecting rai… Sees me; forest and flower, bird a…
I came too late to the hills: they… Winters before I was born of song… Of spell or speech with power of o… The great ash long dead by a roofl… The voice of the crows an inarticu…
Earth no longer hymns the Creator, the seven days of wonder, the Garden is over— all the stories are told,
Wearing worry about money like a h… I lie down in my bed and wrestle w… My bank-manager could not sanction… But life itself wakes me each morn… Urges me to give although I have…
There is a fish, that quivers in t… itself a shadow, but its shadow, c… Catch it again and again, it still… Against the flowing stream, its li… with death - the impulse and the f…
I saw the sun step like a gentlema… Dressed in black and proud as sin. I saw the sun walk across London Like a young M. P., risen to the… His step was light, his tread was…