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22.09.2022

The lover pleads with his friend for old friends



Though you are in your shining days,
Voices among the crowd
And new friends busy with your praise,
Be not unkind or proud,
But think about old friends the most:
Time's bitter flood will rise,
Your beauty perish and be lost
For all eyes but these eyes.
 

10.06.2022

The Collar-bone of a Hare



Would I could cast a sail on the water,
Where many a king has gone
And many a king’s daughter,
And alight at the comely trees and the lawn,
The playing upon pipes and the dancing,
And learn that the best thing is
To change my loves while dancing
And pay but a kiss for a kiss.
 
I would find by the edge of that water
The collar-bone of a hare
Worn thin by the lapping of water,
And pierce it through with a gimlet and stare
At the old bitter world where they marry in churches,
And laugh over the untroubled water
At all who marry in churches,
Through the white thin bone of a hare.
 

12.04.2021

Never give all the heart



Never give all the heart, for love
Will hardly seem worth thinking of
To passionate women if it seems
Certain and they never dream
That it fades out from kiss to kiss
For everything that’s lovely is
But a brief, dreamy, kind delight
O never give the heart outright
 
For they, for all smooth lips can say
Have given their hearts up to the play
And who could play it well enough
If deaf and dumb and blind with love?
He that made this knows all the cost
For he gave all his heart and lost
 

27.02.2021

The Sorrow of Love



The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves,
Had hid away earth's old and weary cry.
 
And then you came with those red mournful lips,
And with you came the whole of the world's tears,
And all the sorrows of her labouring ships,
And all the burden of her myriad years.
 
And now the sparrows warring in the eaves,
The curd-pale moon, the white stars in the sky,
And the loud chaunting of the unquiet leaves
Are shaken with earth's old and weary cry.
 

26.02.2021

The Young Man's Song



I whispered, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough'