paoladegliesposti, January 8, 2014 in General Forum
Lying by seasand
We lying by seasand, watching yellowAnd the grave sea, mock who derideWho follow the red rivers, hollowAlcove of words out of cicada shade,For in this yellow grave of sand and seaA calling for colour calls with the windThat's grave and gay as grave and seaSleeping on either hand.The lunar silences, the silent tideLapping the still canals, the dry tide-masterRibbed between desert and water storm,Should cure our ills of the waterWith a one-coloured calm;The heavenly music over the sandSounds with the grains as they hurryHiding the golden mountains and mansionsOf the grave, gay, seaside land.Bound by a sovereign strip, we lie,Watch yellow, wish for wind to blow awayThe strata of the shore and drown red rock;But wishes breed not, neitherCan we fend off rock arrival,Lie watching yellow until the golden weatherBreaks, O my heart.
OFT have we trod the vales of CastalyAnd heard sweet notes of sylvan music blownFrom antique reeds to common folk unknown:And often launched our bark upon that seaWhich the nine Muses hold in empery,And ploughed free furrows through the wave and foam,Nor spread reluctant sail for more safe homeTill we had freighted well our argosy.Of which despoilèd treasures these remain,Sordello's passion, and the honied line Of young Endymion, lordly TamburlaineDriving his pampered jades, and more than these,The seven-fold vision of the Florentine,And grave-browed Milton's solemn harmonies.
'Memory of my father ' By Patrick KAVANAH
Every old man I seeReminds me of my fatherWhen he had fallen in love with deathOne time when sheaves were gathered.That man I saw in Gardner StreetStumbled on the kerb was one,He stared at me half-eyed,I might have been his son.And I remember the musicianFaltering over his fiddleIn Bayswater, London,He too set me the riddle.Every old man I seeIn October-coloured weatherSeems to say to me:"I was once your father."
Spells and Incantations by Wilfred Owen
A vague pearl, a wan pearlYou showed me once; I peered through far-gone wintersUntil my mind was fog-bound in that gem.Blue diamonds, cold diamondsYou shook before me, so that out of themGlittered and glowed vast diamond dawns of spring.Tiger-eyed rubies, wrathful rubiesYou rolled. I watched their hot hearts flingFlames from each glaring summer of my life.Quiet amber, mellow amberYou lifted; and behold the whole air rifeWith evening, and the auburn autumn cloud.But pale skin, your pearl skinShow this to me, and I shall have surpriseOf every snow-lit dawn before it break.But clear eyes, your fresh eyesOpen; that I may laugh, and lightly takeAll air of early April in one hour.But brown curls, O shadow me with curls,Full of September mist, half-gleam, half-glower,And I shall roam warm nights in lands far south.
so much sadness,
"Dream Police by Cheap Trick
The love of Christ which passeth knowledge By Christina Georgina Rossetti.
I bore with thee long weary days and nights,Through many pangs of heart, through many tears;I bore with thee, thy hardness, coldness, slights,For three and thirty years.Who else had dared for thee what I have dared?I plunged the depth most deep from bliss above;I not My flesh, I not My spirit spared:Give thou Me love for love.For thee I thirsted in the daily drouth,For thee I trembled in the nightly frost: Much sweeter thou than honey to My mouth:Why wilt thou still be lost?I bore thee on My shoulders and rejoiced:Men only marked upon My shoulders borneThe branding cross; and shouted hungry-voiced,Or wagged their heads in scorn.Thee did nails grave upon My hands, thy nameDid thorns for frontlets stamp between Mine eyes:I, Holy One, put on thy guilt and shame;I, God, Priest, Sacrifice. A thief upon My right hand and My left;Six hours alone, athirst, in misery:At length in death one smote My heart and cleftA hiding-place for thee.Nailed to the racking cross, than bed of downMore dear, whereon to stretch Myself and sleep:So did I win a kingdom,—share my crown;A harvest,—come and reap.
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