Crux Aetatis And Other Poems
Crux Aetatis And Other Poems
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Whence the hush, Yawning beneath the featureless abysm Of shame's and sorrow's hush That drains all impulse's animant rush?
What is this thing, Forever present, ever vanishing, Now burning in the words a stranger says, Now quailing in a baffled girlish gaze, Now quick beneath yon boys' wild ways and plays, — And now entrenched behind its own soul's laboring ?
32 Gloom-Folk Their eyes, cold, gloom -lidded, As the narrow glance of twilight With the heavy lids of darkness On the ashen streak of ho...rizon — Sightless, bleak, forgetting, As falling dusk in November.
Gray flocks of fog, they pasture In the gray mist-bloom of the valleys Which the blighting hand of darkness Has turned to wasted fallows — Heartless, blank, forgetting, As falling dusk in November.
Their hearts, waste as the fallows ; The mocking glimmer of twilight In blurring mists, their features ; Their breasts, fog-smothered hollows - Blurred, blank, forgetting, As falling dusk in November.
33 Winter Sabbath My soul has stolen out upon the hoar And glistening day.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Whence the hush, Yawning beneath the featureless abysm Of shame's and sorrow's hush That drains all impulse's animant rush?
What is this thing, Forever present, ever vanishing, Now burning in the words a stranger says, Now quailing in a baffled girlish gaze, Now quick beneath yon boys' wild ways and plays, — And now entrenched behind its own soul's laboring ?
32 Gloom-Folk Their eyes, cold, gloom -lidded, As the narrow glance of twilight With the heavy lids of darkness On the ashen streak of ho...rizon — Sightless, bleak, forgetting, As falling dusk in November.
Gray flocks of fog, they pasture In the gray mist-bloom of the valleys Which the blighting hand of darkness Has turned to wasted fallows — Heartless, blank, forgetting, As falling dusk in November.
Their hearts, waste as the fallows ; The mocking glimmer of twilight In blurring mists, their features ; Their breasts, fog-smothered hollows - Blurred, blank, forgetting, As falling dusk in November.
33 Winter Sabbath My soul has stolen out upon the hoar And glistening day.
What to read after Crux Aetatis And Other Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Martin Schtze to read onlineMoreLess
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