Girl To A Soldier On leave
Girl To A Soldier On
Love
You love me — your
Have looked through death at mine
Girl To A Soldier On
Love
You love me — your
Have looked through death at mine
Moses, from whose loins I sprung, Lit by a lamp in his blood Ten immutable rules, a moon For mutable lampless men
The blonde, the bronze, the ruddy, With the same heaving blood, Keep tide to the moon of Moses
Then why do they sneer at me...
I walk and
To hear the birds sing,
Without you my
How can there be Spring
I killed them, but they would not die
Yea
all the day and all the night For them I could not rest or sleep,
Nor guard from them nor hide in flight
I snatched two poppies From the parapet’s ledge,
Two bright red poppies That winked on the ledge
Behind my ear I stuck one through,
One blood red poppy I gave to you
I love you, great new Titan
Am I not you
Napoleon or
Out of you grew
In his malodorous brain what slugs and mire, Lanthorned in his oblique eyes, guttering burned
His body lodged a rat where men nursed souls
The world flashed grape-green eyes of a foiled cat To him
On fragments of an old shrunk power...
Snow is a strange white word
No ice or
Has asked of bud or
For Winter's cost
Sombre the night is
And though we have our lives, we
What sinister threat lies there
Dragging these anguished limbs, we only
The plunging limbers over the shattered track Racketed with their rusty freight, Stuck out like many crowns of thorns, And the rusty stakes like sceptres old To stay the flood of brutish men Upon our brothers dear
The wheels lurched over spra...
Ah,
Koelue
Had you embalmed your beauty, so It could not backward go,
Or change in any way,
Through these pale cold days What dark faces burn Out of three thousand years, And their wild eyes yearn, While underneath their brows Like waifs their spirits grope For the pools of Hebron again— For Lebanon's summer slope
They leave these b...