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I was born in the right time, in whole,
Only this time is one that is blessed,
But great God did not let my poor
Live without deceit on this earth

I
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death

THE FLESH
"Sweet, thou art pale."
"More pale to see,
Christ hung upon the cruel tree

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

The fire and the page, the hewed hairs and the swords,
The grains and the millstone, the whispers and the clatter -- God saves all that -- especially the words Of love and pity, as His only way to utter
The harsh pulse pounds and the blo...

The deer is humble, lovely as God made her I watch her eyes and think of wonder owned These strange priests enter the cathedral of woods And seven Marys clean their hands to woo her Foot lifted, dagger-sharp—her ears Poised to their points like a ...

LY and lightly the golden seed by the furrow is cover'd;
Yet will a deeper one, friend, cover thy bones at the last
Joyously plough'd and sow'd
Here food all living is budding,

A floating, a
Across the sleeping sea,
All night I heard a singing
Upon the topmost tree

AS a bright May morn, and each opening flower Lay sunning itself in Flora's bower;
Young Love, who was fluttering round, espied The blossoms so gay in their painted pride;
And he gazed on the point of a feathered dart,
For mischief ...

I pick up the skirt,
I pick up the sparkling beads in black,this thing that moved oncearound flesh,and I call God a liar,
I say anything that movedlike thator knewmy namecould never diein the common verity of dying,and I pick up her love...

My books I'd fain cast off,
I cannot read, 'Twixt every page my thoughts go stray at large Down in the meadow, where is richer feed, And will not mind to hit their proper target
Plutarch was good, and so was Homer too, Our Shakespeare's ...

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...