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LESS BITTER WATERS
NEW skies will drape the zenith tent,
New singings drift
on the day ;
On rapt ears opes that, continent,
On
fadeless eyes this ray.
Less bitter waters flow through Time
To mock the
lonely's lip ;
All troubling things will grow sublime
As bread of
comradeship.
October 26, 1936.
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" ...THAT HIS DREAM WENT WELL ''
O NlGHT so thick with darkness,
How can there be
Even one poor heart-beat voyaging
To him from me ?
O stars who thread the dimness
With joy serene,
And glimmer above each dwelling
Where he has been,
Now gather thoughts of gladness,
Slide through his sleep
To the last dream-depths of slumber
That he may steep
Mind, heart and will in joyance
And, waking, tell
With a gleam in his eye and a smiling
" That his dream went well."
But I in the vacant heavens
See one half moon,
Emblem of all things missing
From o
THE SHIP
LOW-WATER-MARK of words is flooded past
Because the spring tide of the mind is there :
The ship of understanding veils her mast
With sail slow filling in the moonlit air.
My feet are on her boards ; it is no dream ;
Her captain's glance is given and reassures
My wavering ; beneath the zenithed gleam
Of that high moon I knew his eyes were yours.
March 11, 1938.
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TO BOBBY, ASLEEP AFTER A STRENUOUS MATCH
LIKE some bright arrow from the bending bow
Of
Valour's day, the light has sped beneath
The parapet of earth. Now shadows flow
Over the wake of turmoil. I would
life
Be as their salve for wearied eyes, to latch
Those eyelids softly for his quiet sleep :
Valiant and twofold the part played in that match,—
Light feet of a boy, a man in thew and sweep.
There is such quiet rhythm for his night,
And deep slow breathing for a wide expanse
Of an athlete's chest, fair, true-moulded in might.
Stars of eternal youth in yonder sky
Unseal his ears to a hush-blight eloque
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INVOCATION TO SILVER AND TO GOLD
THE hush of silver and the song of gold,
Enwound
upon the midnight's axle, sway
The tide less heart, where centuries untold
Are
fashioned to the swiftness of a day.
A silent dancer on the moving wave
Goes ankleted
with silver of the night:
A rose-crowned singer of a sky-borne stave
Climbs goldenly
the summit of delight;
Far poised upon the mountain-top of noon,
Thou
signet felt by Form-enshrining mood,-
Or, deep-indrawn, beneath some midnight moon
A dream-dance
weaved by silver solitude.
February 6, 1936.
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THE WINGED ANANDA
O
FLOWER-CROWNED figure with wide wings
On us bestow
The insight for the hidden juice of things
Where
fragrant nectars flow.
Being of ether radiances
And white
star-glow.
Singer of the First Morning's cadences
As
of last petal throw,
Bring now the chaplets of the forenoon,
Let
richly blow
Trumpets whose unison foreshows a boon
More than the sun's
gold owe.
April 3, 1936.
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THE SECRET ORCHARDS
BEHIND the never-pausing outward show
Of hungers, angriness, despair
The secret orchards keep their amber glow ;
From glittering branches stream on the limpid air
A thousand intermingled hues
Of the myriad fruits which never lose
The star-like radiances of prayer,
The strong abundant sap of life,
The melodies set free with onset of the breeze :
And like a cloud with aspiration rife
Ascends the odorous balsam from that shimmering realm of trees.
March 25, 1936.
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WHEN CLOUDS HAVE LEFT THE SKY
LONG deathly silent sky
Shrill with star-jets that gleam
For the life ward yearning eye
Weary of false dream—
A dream that Love the lord
Long long ago was slain,
When Chaos and leasing's horde
Began their reign.
Light's welkin, star-befriended,
Swiftly your banner spread ;
Love's banishment is ended,
He was not dead.
September 20, 1934.
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LADYBIRD SONG
RED ladybird, black ladybird,
Ladybird sable and gold,
Lowly you sing, flutter your wing,
And fare to the fete on the world.
Goldfinches sing ; butterflies cling :
Guests that are plumed or furred-
Timid and bold, beasts manifold,
A harvest-mouse marshals the herd !
Fairy drums rolled, flutings foretold
Favours thepixie-folk fling :
Flown thitherward, each tiny bird
Will hery the midsummer king.
Red ladybird, black ladybird,
Ladybird sable and gold,
Pollen-dust bring in a gossamer sling—
Make haste ere the tickets are sold !
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LIGHT'S VICTORY
LIGHT'S VICTORY
WHEN Heavenly Powers are loosed upon the earth,
When high
Perfections take corporeal birth.
Then the least flashings of their Speed divine
Seem winged with light from blades in battle-shine,—
Such rutilant onset through Night's phalanx tore,
The Dark has foundered and returns no more.
February 20, 1936.
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