Down Here the Hawthorn Poems
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The summer is sweet On my dream-misty sense though the fruit-bared branches Are dript with gray rains, are gray in the deepening chill.
And here is my bride At my side ! Blossoming, singing. . . .
46 DREAM AND DARK FIRES ARE OVER DREAM and dark fires are over, now I stand outstaring on the starkness Of lattice-filtered dawn, half darkness Half misty day. No morning-rise Hath shafted through the glooming to mine eyes.
Nor circleting the summit of the bridle-brow As once, at eastward, followe...th the sun: His pink wild roses fall No more across the fields, the farm, nor stain These curtains and this blue- washed kitchen- wall.
No garden climbing flowers beat on the pane.
The birds with such impoverish 'd matins- time have done.
Even the oxyard's mute ... How The world from the farm window blurs About me to an emptier chilmess As I grope seeking day ! nor stirs My heart to dream or fire: only an answering stillness.
47 DREAM AND DARK FIRES ARE OVER II Ah, but beyond the stair and overhead There's dream and dark fire yet, One flower, at sleep, at sleep within a sacred bed, Warm and white-wondrous she .
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
. .
The summer is sweet On my dream-misty sense though the fruit-bared branches Are dript with gray rains, are gray in the deepening chill.
And here is my bride At my side ! Blossoming, singing. . . .
46 DREAM AND DARK FIRES ARE OVER DREAM and dark fires are over, now I stand outstaring on the starkness Of lattice-filtered dawn, half darkness Half misty day. No morning-rise Hath shafted through the glooming to mine eyes.
Nor circleting the summit of the bridle-brow As once, at eastward, followe...th the sun: His pink wild roses fall No more across the fields, the farm, nor stain These curtains and this blue- washed kitchen- wall.
No garden climbing flowers beat on the pane.
The birds with such impoverish 'd matins- time have done.
Even the oxyard's mute ... How The world from the farm window blurs About me to an emptier chilmess As I grope seeking day ! nor stirs My heart to dream or fire: only an answering stillness.
47 DREAM AND DARK FIRES ARE OVER II Ah, but beyond the stair and overhead There's dream and dark fire yet, One flower, at sleep, at sleep within a sacred bed, Warm and white-wondrous she .
What to read after Down Here the Hawthorn Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Thomas Moult to read onlineMoreLess
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