Beyond Poems
Beyond Poems
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Or was death but a curtain hung Thick, cloudy, white, Betwixt thee and the sun ?
I have a vision of that withered husk Which is not, was not thou Thin, grey, the face turned from me, the eyes sunk.
A wisp of weed. Flung widely by the breaking seas, flung high 17 To rot and blacken ere the sun was set The sun of my day as of thine.
I slept and sent my soul in search of thee !
But if we met I know not I who slept.
I but remember what the eyes have seen The swing in the grey courtyard, the old lof...t, And our first talks, our letters, our big hopes " Prince Lazy-bones " and how we fell apart, No reason, none.
O bird of the mid-heaven ! Who would bid The poet labour, making bricks For the Egyptian ? Yet thro' the weary day Trembled the rhythms of the flowers, the wind The ocean till they linked In notes ethereal And from " a hundred windows * " poured thy song.
And now the bird is flown, his empty cage Hangs on the wall.
Here was the sod from which he poured His lyric rapture, he who now O my lost cousin, leave thy gift with me, Drop the faint echoes down the blue Into our barren dreams.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Or was death but a curtain hung Thick, cloudy, white, Betwixt thee and the sun ?
I have a vision of that withered husk Which is not, was not thou Thin, grey, the face turned from me, the eyes sunk.
A wisp of weed. Flung widely by the breaking seas, flung high 17 To rot and blacken ere the sun was set The sun of my day as of thine.
I slept and sent my soul in search of thee !
But if we met I know not I who slept.
I but remember what the eyes have seen The swing in the grey courtyard, the old lof...t, And our first talks, our letters, our big hopes " Prince Lazy-bones " and how we fell apart, No reason, none.
O bird of the mid-heaven ! Who would bid The poet labour, making bricks For the Egyptian ? Yet thro' the weary day Trembled the rhythms of the flowers, the wind The ocean till they linked In notes ethereal And from " a hundred windows * " poured thy song.
And now the bird is flown, his empty cage Hangs on the wall.
Here was the sod from which he poured His lyric rapture, he who now O my lost cousin, leave thy gift with me, Drop the faint echoes down the blue Into our barren dreams.
What to read after Beyond Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by C a Catharine Amy Dawson Scott to read onlineMoreLess
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