The Tree of Life
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A bit of wreckage floated about the seas, For days on days ; I moulder at last on some sand-pit, unnoted, And about me settle thoughts, my pale-grey gulls, Quite patiently, Content to wait ; I sit and watch the evening star ^ Slide, one white tear, into the night.
PART V. THE LAST BATTLE I MY heart is one shaken with wind and spray, From battling with the storms of love that rise in it, And leap and rend their way To the lighthouse, wrecked, unlit.
My heart is one mad gale, With creamy frothing... breakers That vein irregular blue.
My heart is like high clouds That sometimes lift far mountain pinnacles, And sometimes sweep in one bleak smudgy tumult Over the sea.
My heart is all one love ; It rages, suffers, laughs, and dances, It whirls back on itself, And still it leaps the higher Seeking death.
II Up the rude western sea, Past the harsh mountain-crest, The horsemen in the west Go charging.
Down the worn-out sea, Files of phantom cavalry, Stumbling horse and broken spear. Appear.
77 And the noise of the breakers is like the clamour of muddy hoofs galloping, As they go out to a battle without a name ; The sky grows darker as they whistle and scurry through it ; Death or life it does not matter they are the same.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
A bit of wreckage floated about the seas, For days on days ; I moulder at last on some sand-pit, unnoted, And about me settle thoughts, my pale-grey gulls, Quite patiently, Content to wait ; I sit and watch the evening star ^ Slide, one white tear, into the night.
PART V. THE LAST BATTLE I MY heart is one shaken with wind and spray, From battling with the storms of love that rise in it, And leap and rend their way To the lighthouse, wrecked, unlit.
My heart is one mad gale, With creamy frothing... breakers That vein irregular blue.
My heart is like high clouds That sometimes lift far mountain pinnacles, And sometimes sweep in one bleak smudgy tumult Over the sea.
My heart is all one love ; It rages, suffers, laughs, and dances, It whirls back on itself, And still it leaps the higher Seeking death.
II Up the rude western sea, Past the harsh mountain-crest, The horsemen in the west Go charging.
Down the worn-out sea, Files of phantom cavalry, Stumbling horse and broken spear. Appear.
77 And the noise of the breakers is like the clamour of muddy hoofs galloping, As they go out to a battle without a name ; The sky grows darker as they whistle and scurry through it ; Death or life it does not matter they are the same.
What to read after The Tree of Life?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Fletcher John Gould to read onlineMoreLess
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