Selected Poems

Selected Poems

Selected Poems

Selected Poems



COME in this hour to set my spirit free

When earth is no more mine though night goes out,

And stretching forth these arms I cannot be

Lord of winged sunrise and dim Arcady:

When fieldward boys far off with clack and shout

From orchards scare the birds in sudden rout,

Come, ere my heart grows cold and full of doubt

In the still summer dawns that waken me.

When the first lark goes up to look for day

And morning glimmers out of dreams, come then

Out of the songless valleys, over gray

Wide misty lands to bring me on my way:

For I am lone, a dweller among men

Hungered for what my heart shall never say.


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