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Winds of May

Winds of May

Winds of May, that dance on the sea,
Dancing a ring-around in glee
From furrow to furrow, while overhead
The foam flies up to be garlanded,
In silvery arches spanning the air,
Saw you my true love anywhere?
Welladay! Welladay!
For the winds of May!
Love is unhappy when love is away!
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When the Shy Star Goes Forth in Heaven

When the Shy Star Goes Forth in Heaven

When the shy star goes forth in heaven
All maidenly, disconsolate,
Hear you amid the drowsy even
One who is singing by your gate.
His song is softer than the dew
And he is come to visit you.


O bend no more in revery
When he at eventide is calling.
Nor muse: Who may this singer be
Whose song about my heart is falling?
Know you by this, the lover's chant,
'Tis I that am your visitant.
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Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba

Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba

I heard their young hearts crying
Loveward above the glancing oar
And heard the prairie grasses sighing:
No more, return no more!


O hearts, O sighing grasses,
Vainly your loveblown bannerets mourn!
No more will the wild wind that passes
Return, no more return.
👁️ 156

Tilly

Tilly


He travels after a winter sun,
Urging the cattle along a cold red road,
Calling to them, a voice they know,
He drives his beasts above Cabra.


The voice tells them home is warm.
They moo and make brute music with their hoofs.
He drives them with a flowering branch before him,
Smoke pluming their foreheads.


Boor, bond of the herd,
Tonight stretch full by the fire!
I bleed by the black stream
For my torn bough!
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Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night

Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night

Thou leanest to the shell of night,
Dear lady, a divining ear.
In that soft choiring of delight
What sound hath made thy heart to fear?
Seemed it of rivers rushing forth
From the grey deserts of the north?


That mood of thine
Is his, if thou but scan it well,
Who a mad tale bequeaths to us
At ghosting hour conjurable -- -
And all for some strange name he read
In Purchas or in Holinshed.
👁️ 155

The Twilight Turns

The Twilight Turns

The twilight turns from amethyst
To deep and deeper blue,
The lamp fills with a pale green glow
The trees of the avenue.


The old piano plays an air,
Sedate and slow and gay;
She bends upon the yellow keys,
Her head inclines this way.


Shy thought and grave wide eyes and hands
That wander as they list -- -
The twilight turns to darker blue
With lights of amethyst.
👁️ 174

Strings in the Earth and Air

Strings in the Earth and Air

Strings in the earth and air
Make music sweet;
Strings by the river where
The willows meet.


There's music along the river
For Love wanders there,
Pale flowers on his mantle,
Dark leaves on his hair.


All softly playing,
With head to the music bent,
And fingers straying
Upon an instrument.
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Sleep Now, O Sleep Now

Sleep Now, O Sleep Now

Sleep now, O sleep now,
O you unquiet heart!
A voice crying "Sleep now"
Is heard in my heart.


The voice of the winter
Is heard at the door.
O sleep, for the winter
Is crying "Sleep no more."


My kiss will give peace now
And quiet to your heart -- -
Sleep on in peace now,
O you unquiet heart!
👁️ 175

Silently She's Combing

Silently She's Combing

Silently she's combing,
Combing her long hair
Silently and graciously,
With many a pretty air.


The sun is in the willow leaves
And on the dappled grass,
And still she's combing her long hair
Before the looking-glass.


I pray you, cease to comb out,
Comb out your long hair,
For I have heard of witchery
Under a pretty air,


That makes as one thing to the lover
Staying and going hence,
All fair, with many a pretty air
And many a negligence.
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Rain Has Fallen All the Day

Rain Has Fallen All the Day

Rain has fallen all the day.
O come among the laden trees:
The leaves lie thick upon the way
Of memories.


Staying a little by the way
Of memories shall we depart.
Come, my beloved, where I may
Speak to your heart.
👁️ 169

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