Two girls discoverthe secret of lifein a sudden line ofpoetry
I who don't know thesecret wrotethe line
Theytold me(through a third person)they had found itbut not what it wasnot evenwhat line it was
No doubtby now, more than a weekl...
Because our talk was of the
And moon-track of the journeying face of Fate,
Her tremulous kisses faltered at love's
And her eyes dreamed against a distant goal:
‘Temper your enthusiasm,’
She said,
‘The extremes of your reactions;
You should have
I tell my secret
No indeed, not I:
Perhaps some day, who knows
But not today; it froze, and blows and snows,
There is a magic kingdom of strange powers,
Thought-hidden, lit by other stars than ours;
And, when a wanderer through its mazes
Word of things seen, men say: “A poet sings
Graceful, spiritual,with the gentleness of arabesquesour life is similarto the existence of fairiesthat spin in soft cadencearound nothingnessto which we sacrificethe here and
Dreams of beauty, youthful joylike a breath in pure harmonywith th...