Beechwood (John Freeman Poems)
Hear me, O beeches! YouThat have with ageless anguish slowly risenFrom earth's still secret prisonInto the ampler prison of aery ...
Hear me, O beeches! YouThat have with ageless anguish slowly risenFrom earth's still secret prisonInto the ampler prison of aery ...
IThen first I knew, seeing that bent grey head,How England honours all her thousand dead.Then first I knew how faith ...
ITo Thee, Most Holy, Most Obscure, light-hidden,Shedding light in the darkness of the mindAs gold beams wake the air to ...
The days of these two years like busy antsHave gone, confused and happy and distressed, Rich, yet sad with aching wants, Crowded, ...
And now, while the dark vast earth shakes and rocksIn this wild dream-like snare of mortal shocks,How look (I muse) ...
I"No, no! Leave me not in this dark hour,"She cried. And I,"Thou foolish dear, but call not dark this hour;What ...
Where is that country? The unresting mindLike a lapwing nears and leaves it and returns.I know those unknown hill-springs where ...
Away, away--Through that strange void and vastBrimmed with dying day;Away,So that I feelOnly the windOf the world's swift-rolling wheel.See what ...
The wind has thrownThe boldest of trees down.Now disgraced it lies,Naked in spring beneath the drifting skies,Naked and still.It was ...
I am a river flowing round your hill,Holding your image in my lingering water,With imaged white clouds rising round your ...
The clouds no more are flocking After the flushing sun;Bees end their long droning, The bat's hunt is begun;And the tired wind ...
A winter sky of pale blue and pale gold,Bare trees, a wind that made the wood-path cold,And one slow-moving figure, ...
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