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I can write no stately
As a prelude to my lay;
From a poet to a poemI would dare to say
For if of these fallen

Tamed by Miltown, we lie on Mother's bed;the rising sun in war paint dyes us red;in broad daylight her gilded bed-posts shine,abandoned, almost Dionysian
At last the trees are green on Marlborough Street,blossoms on our magnolia ignitethe mor...

And Gwydion said to Math, when it was Spring: "Come now and let us make a wife for Llew
" And so they broke broad boughs yet moist with dew,
And in a shadow made a magic ring:
They took the violet and the meadow-sweet To f...

Bursa
My one and only
Your last letter says:"My head is throbbing,               my heart is stunned
"You say:"If they hang you,           if I lose you,                     I'll die

Low and brown barns, thatched and repatched and tattered,
Where I had seven sons until to-day,
A little hill of hay your spur has scattered

To any army wife, in Sardis:
Some say a cavalry corps,some infantry, some again,will maintain that the swift oarsof our fleet are the finestsight on dark earth; but I saythat whatever one loves, is
This is easily proved: didnot Helen —- ...

I'But where do you go
' said the lady, while both sat under the yew,
And her eyes were alive in their depth, as the kraken beneath the sea-blue
II'Because I fear you,' he answered;—'because you are far too fair,

So I took her to the riverbelieving she was a maiden,but she already had a husband
It was on St
James nightand almost as if I was obliged to
The lanterns went outand the crickets lighted up

While my hair was still cut straight across my foreheadI played about the front gate, pulling flowers
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums
And we went on living in the villag...

Between the visits to the shock
The doctors used to let you
On the old upright
Donated by a former

Though fancy and the might of rhyme,
That turneth like the tide,
Have borne me many a musing time,
Beloved, from thy side

Nor look nor tone revealeth
Save woman's quietness of thought;
And yet around her is a
Of inward majesty and might