Later Poems

Later Poems

Later Poems

Later Poems

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PILGRIMAGE

WHEN the far south glittered

Behind the grey beaded plains,

And cloudier ships were bitted

Along the pale waves,

The showery breeze--that plies

A mile from Ara--stood

And took our boat on sand:

There by dim wells the women tied

A wish on thorn, while rainfall

Was quiet as the turning of books

In the holy schools at dawn.

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