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Thinking of the days that are no more.
This barren verbiage current among men,
Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrows is remembering happier things.
This oiled and curled Assyrian bull,
Smelling of musk and of insolence.
Thoroughly to believe in one's own self, so one's self were thorough, were to do great things.
'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
Of darken'd forms and faces.
To pluck the vicious quitch
Of blood and custom wholly out of him,
And make all clean and plant himself afresh.
Treading softly like a thief,
Lest the harsh shingle should grate underfoot,
And feeling all along the garden wall.
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud.
What was once to me mere matter of the fancy now has grown the vast necessity of heart and life.
When his heart is glad
Of the full harvest, I will speak to him.
Wheresoe'er thou move, good luck shall fling her old shoe after.
While I plan, and plan, my hair
Is gray before I know it.
With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.
You have but fed on the roses, and lain in the lilies of life.
Wearing his wisdom lightly.
- A Dedication [Learning]
Now is done thy long day's work
Fold thy palms across thy breast,
Fold thine arms, turn to thy rest.
Let them rave.
- A Dirge [Rest]
Kings have no such couch as thine,
As the green that folds thy grave.
- A Dirge (st. 6) [Graves]
The gold-eyed kingcups fine,
The frail bluebell peereth over
Rare broidery of the purple clover.
- A Dirge (st. 6) [Flowers]
And ye talk together still,
In the language wherewith Spring
Letters cowslips on the hill.
- Adeline (st. 5) [Cowslips]
Dead sounds at night come from the inmost hills,
Like footsteps upon wool.
- Aenone (st. 20) [Night]
The linden broke her ranks and rent
The woodbine wreathes that bind her,
And down the middle buzz! she went
With all her bees behind her!
The poplars, in long order due,
With cypress promenaded,
The shock-head willows two and two
By rivers gallopaded.
- Amphion (st. 5) [Trees]
With roses musky-breathed,
And drooping daffodilly,
And silver-leaved lily.
And ivy darkly-wreathed
I wove a crown before her,
For her I love so dearly.
- Anacreontics [Flowers]
Marriages are made in Heaven.
- Aylmer's Field (l. 188)
[Matrimony : Proverbs]
Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, oh sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
- Break, Break, Break [Ocean]
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