The Blossomy Bough Poems
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Beneath unpitying clouds, over dull waters, Defeated flags, irreparably torn, Droop from the sad walls of the hollow West.
57 Weary with strife are the sons of men, and the daughters Weary with passionate waiting, and outworn Is all the impulsive rapture of the quest.
Gold, and the color of rose, and the green of the world Only a mask to hide the ashen face Of death, the master of Time s pageantry ! O Beautiful Ones, a pitiless net is curled Under the rushes, under the revel s pace : This night... ends all, no dawn will ever be.
Dawn but a dream ! And waking we press once more Westward, upon the solitary path That leads thru vistaed sunset into night : Hoping for peace, we meet our doom of war, Loving, we bow before some demon s wrath ; Emptied of faith at last, emptied of might, We are grey phantoms of the dying hours, Doomed things, wearily passing. O fair face, Do you not bear one memory of the morn ? What is the light upon your brow, what flowers Bloom in your hand ? I see the ineffable grace Of drooping petals, of fading days forlorn.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Beneath unpitying clouds, over dull waters, Defeated flags, irreparably torn, Droop from the sad walls of the hollow West.
57 Weary with strife are the sons of men, and the daughters Weary with passionate waiting, and outworn Is all the impulsive rapture of the quest.
Gold, and the color of rose, and the green of the world Only a mask to hide the ashen face Of death, the master of Time s pageantry ! O Beautiful Ones, a pitiless net is curled Under the rushes, under the revel s pace : This night... ends all, no dawn will ever be.
Dawn but a dream ! And waking we press once more Westward, upon the solitary path That leads thru vistaed sunset into night : Hoping for peace, we meet our doom of war, Loving, we bow before some demon s wrath ; Emptied of faith at last, emptied of might, We are grey phantoms of the dying hours, Doomed things, wearily passing. O fair face, Do you not bear one memory of the morn ? What is the light upon your brow, what flowers Bloom in your hand ? I see the ineffable grace Of drooping petals, of fading days forlorn.
What to read after The Blossomy Bough Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Shaemas Osheel to read onlineMoreLess
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