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reply.</div> <div> So, lady, let me ask your pardon, </div> <div> While I expound the love I bear.</div> <bR> <div> I saw you once and thought you golden.</div> <div> Another glance and still more fair</div> <div> You seemed, until my heart was holden </div> <div> To your beauty though it bring despair.</div> <div> Yet nothing could my tongue embolden </div> <div> To speak the words within my breast:</div> <bR> <div> “O lady whom all angels favor, </div> <div> Pray grant your suppliant's request.</div> <div> One taste of you, the smallest savor </div> <div> Would set his famished soul at rest,</div> <div> Nor shall his loving ever waver, </div> <div> Though you may smile for but a day.</div> <bR> <div> “So come, sweet nymph, and let me linger </div> <div> Upon your lips, then pass away.</div> <div> My memory's harp with joy I'll finger </div> <div> Near by some fogbound northern bay -</div> <div> You be the song and I the singer </div> <div> And all of time a time to play.”</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="at_last_the_dim_eyed_world_discovers"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> At last the dim-eyed world discovers you, </div> <div> A treasure richer than the purest jade.</div> <div> So long seen only by the lucky few</div> <div> Whom chance or kinship gave a private view,</div> <div> At last this rumored diamond is displayed </div> <div> And proves our whispered lauds of beauty true.</div> <bR> <div> As your long friend, I cannot wish you ill,</div> <div> Nor curse the newer friends who give you praise. </div> <div> Go laugh with them; bestow love where you will.</div> <div> Your life begins so late; enjoy your fill</div> <div> Of mirth, but as you dance away the days, </div> <div> Let me regret you are not hidden still.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="beyond_the_backmost_corner_of_my_eye_"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Beyond the backmost corner of my eye </div> <div> In every pretty place I pass,</div> <div> I see my dear one laughing at the sky, </div> <div> I see her dancing on the grass.</div> <bR> <div> I see her frolic in the falling snow </div> <div> Or dream beneath the noonday rays.</div> <div> In twilight woods I see her shadow go </div> <div> A breath beyond my farthest gaze.</div> <bR> <div> So often would I chase that prancing shade! </div> <div> Or call your name and hope to hear</div> <div> An answer murmured from the distant glade </div> <div> To say that you yet think me dear.</div> <bR> <div> The images are silent; silently </div> <div> I stand at last. But where are you?</div> <div> I sense your presence here, not tangibly </div> <div> Yet not a fluttering memory’s hue.</div> <bR> <div> For woven through my eyes and lips and hands, </div> <div> Through all my senses’ every part,</div> <div> From loving you so long are subtle strands </div> <div> Of you entangling soul and heart.</div> <bR> <div> However far away from you I seem, </div> <div> I carry some of you and smile;</div> <div> I know that loneliness is but a dream, </div> <div> And you are with me every mile.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="do_you_hear_the_sound_of_weeping"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Do you hear the sound of weeping</div> <div> From the place where she lies sleeping,</div> <div> Who once set my heart to leaping</div> <div> Full of hasty vows?  Their keeping</div> <div> Seemed so easy long ago.</div> <bR> <div> All was May, and all was gladness.</div> <div> No tomorrow could bring sadness.</div> <div> So I reasoned in my madness,</div> <div> Thinking saplings free of badness</div> <div> From infected roots could grow.</div> <bR> <div> Now the shadows creeping nightly</div> <div> Enter vows we made too lightly,</div> <div> When rash promise seemed made rightly</div> <div> And the flame of love burned brightly,</div> <div> Far too brightly, long ago.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="enjoy_your_flirting_now_while_friendly"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> Enjoy your flirting now, while friendly skies</div> <div> Reflect the mocking laughter of your eyes</div> <div> And all the universe is cozy, warm,</div> <div> Forgiving of a coquette's willful storm.</div> <bR> <div> Enjoy your flirting now, before your day</div> <div> Must change dawn's glowing for the noontide's gray</div> <div> Sincerity and then for twilight's ashen</div> <div> Lost light, lost smiles, lost friends, lost years, lost passion.</div> <bR> <div> Enjoy your flirting now.  Already men,</div> <div> As they admire, are calculating when</div> <div> This scorning sprite will scorn her liberty</div> <div> And choose forever him or him or me.</div> <bR> <div> Enjoy your flirting now. I should regret</div> <div> The fading of Aurora's rose, and yet</div> <div> I too can calculate and hope that soon,</div> <div> If dawn must pass, I may be warmed by noon.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="forsaking_lands_where_cupid_reigns"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> Forsaking lands where Cupid reigns,</div> <div> Long years I thought my soul was free,</div> <div> But now in stronger beauty's chains</div> <div> Secure the god imprisons me.</div> <div> Bound in love's torment I must lie,</div> <div> But never promise liberty!</div> <div> Release from you would be to die -</div> <div> These chains excel delight, and I</div> <div> Yearn for long years of slavery!</div> <bR> <div> Damsel, with your smile remove</div> <div> Pains that fester in my heart.</div> <div> Vain does every physic prove</div> <div> Except the herb that caused the smart:</div> <div> You, my hopeless, hoped-for love.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="how_will_i_know_if_she_s_in_love_with"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> How will I know if she's in love with me?</div> <div> Will I hear chimes ringing in her ear?</div> <div> Or when we have to say good-night,</div> <div> Will she turn to hide a tiny tear? </div> <div>      How will I know if she's in love?</div> <bR> <div> How will I know if she's in love with me?</div> <div> Will I ever dare to call her “dear”?</div> <div> Or when the band is sweet and slow,</div> <div> Will I take a chance and draw her near? </div> <div>      How will I know if she's in love?</div> <bR> <div>      In movies it's so simple -</div> <div>      A boy meets a girl;</div> <div>      He takes her in his arms;</div> <div>      The screen starts to whirl. . . .</div> <bR> <div> But will I know if she's in love with me? </div> <div> Is it love or just politeness that I hear? </div> <div> And once again, when all is done, </div> <div> Will I stand in silence out of fear</div> <div>      And never know if she's in love?</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="i_dreamt_the_charon_beckoned_me_"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> I dreamt the Charon beckoned me.</div> <div> He marked the blood sign on my brow.</div> <div> He pointed to the Stygian Sea,</div> <div> Then to my place in his boat’s bow.</div> <bR> <div> But still I asked a reckoning,</div> <div> To hear my sin, to know my crime,</div> <div> To learn what fault displeased the King.</div> <div> I would recant such place and time.</div> <bR> <div> “Recant?” he smiled, a dry-lipped grin.</div> <div> “Before your know, perhaps you would</div> <div> Avow to nothingness your sin.</div> <div> But wilt repent what you called <I>good</I>?</div> <bR> <div> “No murder brings you to my shore,</div> <div> No violence or even lie.</div> <div> If nothing worse than these you bore</div> <div> You could repent and would not die.</div> <bR> <div> “But when you smiled with evil friends</div> <div> And called indifference <I>charity</I>,</div> <div> You chose your path, and here it ends,</div> <div> Alone - upon this ship - with me.”</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="i_sought_from_her_a_simple_smile_"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> I sought from her a simple smile.</div> <div> I used. no words of lover’s guile</div> <div> Nor wished to stay but for a while, </div> <div>      Yet she refused</div> <div> And left me pining still today </div> <div>      How I was used.</div> <bR> <div> I failed to find the words to say </div> <div> My actions were not flirting play, </div> <div> That purer thoughts and deeper lay</div> <div>      Within my heart.</div> <div> Now in my soul her frowns have burned </div> <div>      A deeper smart.</div> <bR> <div> Dear lady, when the world has turned</div> <div> From green to gray and you are spurned,</div> <div> Remember how a fool once yearned</div> <div>      For your embrace.</div> <div> Doubt not the world will grant your frowns </div> <div> An equal grace.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="i_used_to_laugh_at_sweethearts__games"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> I used to laugh at sweethearts’ games</div> <div> And tell men love was not so blind,</div> <div> For his swift arrow only lames</div> <div> Those gentlemen of foolish frames</div> <div> Who scorn right reason and the tranquil mind.</div> <bR> <div> I laughed until, one sunny day,</div> <div> When flowers and folly were in season,</div> <div> I saw you walk, your figure sway</div> <div> In time to your sweet voice - straightway,</div> <div> I left my laughter and abandoned reason.</div> <bR> <div> Though on your face I barely glanced</div> <div> And would not break the spell by calling,</div> <div> I fancied that your eyebrows chanced</div> <div> To lift toward me before you danced</div> <div> Away to some bright land where stars are falling,</div> <bR> <div> Where you became an angel’s bride</div> <div> Or wed an Elven prince of Faerie,</div> <div> For where would be the heavens’ pride,</div> <div> Should you, outshining seraphs, glide</div> <div> Away from them and choose a <I>man</I> to marry.</div> <bR> <div> But, as for me, I still scorn love,</div> <div> Though not with jests or mocking laughter.</div> <div> Instead, I scorn it like the dove</div> <div> That catches sight of worlds above</div> <div> And leaves its heart beyond this Earth thereafter.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="my_love_goes_dancing_where_immortal"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> My love goes dancing where immortal stars </div> <div> Enjoy their feast of timeless light,</div> <div> Where Venus takes the hand of stalwart Mars, </div> <div> A realm too rich for human sight.</div> <bR> <div> But while she dances I must sit apart.</div> <div> When Saturn takes her by the hand, </div> <div> A billion leagues below my envious heart</div> <div> Implores the crystal spheres to stand!</div> <bR> <div> Should Chaos once again usurp the sky </div> <div> And fling the planets from their place,</div> <div> At least my darling would dance <I>here</I>, and I</div> <div> Could rebuild heaven from her face.</div> <bR> <div> Let justice fail, and let the heavens fall! </div> <div> Let night become confused with day!</div> <div> The universe? I’d gladly give it all, </div> <div> That she might come to me and stay!</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="now_either_love_or_cease_to_love_but"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> Now either love or cease to love, but make </div> <div> A choice while choosing time remains.</div> <div> The years are thieves that from the sleeping take </div> <div> The goods of life and leave the pains.</div> <bR> <div> She dances now as grace herself would dance, </div> <div> If goddesses should dance with men.</div> <div> But time will cripple grace or sudden chance </div> <div> Undo the grace that might have been.</div> <bR> <div> Permit a dozen years to mount attack, </div> <div> And love itself will falter in the rout.</div> <div> Unanchored ships are blown to splintered wrack, </div> <div> Although their rigging had been stout.</div> <bR> <div> The time has passed to let affection float </div> <div> Whichever way the currents fly.</div> <div> The storms draw near. With chains secure the boat, </div> <div> Or let another sailor try!</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="now_that_your_witching_ways_have_snared"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> Now that your witching ways have snared my heart </div> <div> Till my one pleasure is your smile,</div> <div> Let no reluctance keep our souls apart, </div> <div> But come and love with me awhile.</div> <bR> <div> Is my request so hard that when I speak </div> <div> Your lips draw back from me and frown?</div> <div> When I say “love”, do you fear that I seek </div> <div> A half-night's pleasure in the town?</div> <bR> <div> Do you remember vows declared before </div> <div> By suitors gone with morning birds?</div> <div> Then scant my vows, but hear when I implore </div> <div> With love embodying more than words.</div> <bR> <div> A vision glows within my soul, where we </div> <div> Together roam, together run</div> <div> From east to west, and where we go I see </div> <div> No gloomy night, no hidden Sun -</div> <bR> <div> But nature greeting us with larks and rills, </div> <div> With leaf-filled bowers for our sleep,</div> <div> With Sun-flecked days and ever-beckoning hills </div> <div> To climb and chance-found gold to keep.</div> <bR> <div> Bound not by promises but by the life </div> <div> We interchange in every kiss,</div> <div> We laugh at other sweethearts' vows and strife </div> <div> And quarrel in nothing - save in this:</div> <bR> <div> Each day to love each other more tenderly </div> <div> Than yesterday, to grant the desire</div> <div> The other feels before ‘tis felt, and be </div> <div> A warming, not a burning fire.</div> <bR> <div> So should we live if you would join with me,</div> <div> Dull work and duller past behind.</div> <div> Come!  Be rewarded for your witchery</div> <div> With love forever true and kind.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="o_little_moon_whom_i_once_spied"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> O little moon, whom I once spied</div> <div> Eclipsed by that well-painted Sun</div> <div> That hid your glory as sands hide</div> <div> A diamond in a layer of dun:</div> <bR> <div> O little moon, I looked at <I>you</I>.</div> <div> I saw light dance about your head.</div> <div> (I thank the kindly breeze that blew</div> <div> A ringlet to your lips of red.)</div> <bR> <div> O little moon, you used no art,</div> <div> But when you smiled, I knew that soon</div> <div> Your fairer light would warm my heart,</div> <div> Occulting sunbeams with the moon.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="reflect_sometime_sweet_honeybee"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Reflect sometime, sweet honeybee,</div> <div> Who love the flowers and sip their dew. </div> <div> Consider, when the blossoms see</div> <div> Your graceful flight from bud to tree, </div> <div> They may admire and feel some love for you.</div> <bR> <div> They may admire, although you know </div> <div> A flower’s nerves are sluggish things</div> <div> That cannot notice when you go,</div> <div> Nor think of why you treat them so, </div> <div> Nor beg another touch of silken wings.</div> <bR> <div> There was one bud you idly kissed, </div> <div> A new-sprung rose that sadly missed</div> <div> Your soft imprint when it was gone. </div> <div> As long-bound captives wait for dawn,</div> <div> So do its petals still persist</div> <div> In yearning for that kiss withdrawn -</div> <div> Your living touch that wilts the cheerful lawn.</div> <bR> <div> Forgotten now, that lawn is gray</div> <div> As some bleak cell where violent crime </div> <div> Must suffer loss of joy and day.</div> <div> I wither since you passed my way;</div> <div> And how and why, sweet girl, reflect sometime.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="so_close_to_nothing_now_a_dwindled"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> So close to nothing now, a dwindled, unseen sphere,</div> <div> I press my elements into a blackened bier.</div> <div> Electrons, protons, neutrons, like sand fused into glass,</div> <div> Like silver coins in forges, are melted in the mass -</div> <div> A single whirling atom that holds its heat and light,</div> <div> A solar system’s graveyard, a blacker hole than night.</div> <bR> <div> <I>Yet once I filled a sky, and. once the race that trod</I></div> <div> <I>My greenest planet’s soil adored me as a god.</I></div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="the_breeze_has_lifted_up_her_curls_"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> The breeze has lifted up her curls.</div> <div> Through rustling strands, the leaves are blowing--</div> <div> Red leaves, gold leaves are twined in swirls,</div> <div> And like a wood-nymph shape she whirls</div> <div> As if her tresses were soft branches growing.</div> <bR> <div> She danced that night, but danced no more,</div> <div> No more across the woodlawn leaping.</div> <div> She dashed and splashed down to the shore,</div> <div> Where, shaking out her hair before,</div> <div> She gave her body to the waves for keeping.</div> <bR> <div> Some while the strands were mixed with foam;</div> <div> Some while her lips with song were calling.</div> <div> She sang of countries far from home,</div> <div> Of pilgrims’ dreams, of knights who roam,</div> <div> And girlish daydreams lost and falling. . . falling.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="the_flowers_i_smiled_at_when_springtime"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> The flowers I smiled at when Springtime was blooming, </div> <div> The flowers I fancied I one day might pluck,</div> <div> Are whispering away in the breezes of Summer </div> <div> With laughing dream visions of Fairies and Puck.</div> <bR> <div> The dreams I invented are dazzling with actors. </div> <div> In silks and in jewelry, they dance nights away;</div> <div> But I do no dancing; I gaze at the patterns </div> <div> Of fantasy footsteps I chased yesterday.</div> <bR> <div> Now yesterday's follies seem wiser than wisdom.</div> <div> The revery lingers, less dreamy than life.</div> <div> I chose my affliction - no use in complaining. </div> <div> If only this peace were more placid than strife!</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="the_reason_for_love_the_reason_i_adore"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> The reason for love, the reason I adore you, </div> <div> The reason why my arms are longing to explore you</div> <div>      Lies not in your charms. . . .</div> <div> There’s some other reason, some other reason </div> <div>      For love.</div> <bR> <div> The reason for love, the reason you enthrall me, </div> <div> The reason why your face with one sweet smile can call me</div> <div>      Lies not in your grace. . . .</div> <div> There’s some other reason, some other reason </div> <div>      For love.</div> <bR> <div> If love is simply a meeting of mind</div> <div> Or attraction to beauty, then why is love blind?</div> <div> Why don’t we all love exactly the same girl,</div> <div> The prettiest miss, the bright hall-of-fame girl? </div> <div> There’s some other reason, some other reason</div> <div>      For love.</div> <bR> <div> And why do we keep up a love past its prime</div> <div> To still kiss a darling now ravaged by time?</div> <div> Why doesn’t affection die out as years pass,</div> <div> The graybeard’s intentions fix on a new lass? </div> <div> There’s some other reason, some other reason</div> <div>      For love.</div> <bR> <div> And, finally, why is my love more for you</div> <div> Than for equally charming nymphs whom I view?</div> <div> Why is this emotion so cold or so burning</div> <div> That you alone, sweetheart, can set my soul yearning? </div> <div> There’s some other reason, some other reason</div> <div>      For love.</div> <bR> <div> The reason for love, the reason love enfolds us, </div> <div> The reason for the way the flame of heaven molds us,</div> <div>      No mortal can say. . . .</div> <div> For love is the reason, the only true reason </div> <div>      For love.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="the_roads_we_have_travelled_together"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> The roads we have travelled together are old,</div> <div> Their courses familiar from hillside to dell.</div> <div> The tale is tiring, too many times told;</div> <div> The time is now coming to bid you farewell.</div> <bR> <div> Glad were the days that we journeyed together</div> <div> Through summer’s gay greens and through autumn’s soft reds.</div> <div> We tramped through the grasslands and slept in the heather</div> <div> And mocked at the darkening clouds o’er our heads.</div> <bR> <div> But gladness has withered, and gaiety palls.</div> <div> The branches are shaking; the storm clouds descend.</div> <div> Comrade, companion, the first leaf now falls,</div> <div> The hint that our journey together must end.</div> <bR> <div> Someday, when mountains and rivers are crossed,</div> <div> In some newer springtime, we may meet again.</div> <div> What now has faded can never be lost -</div> <div> I pray you remember our travels till then.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="there_was_a_lass_or_did_you_think"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> There was a lass - you did not think</div> <div> A man could grow so old and pale</div> <div> As I am now and never drink</div> <div> A mug or two of Cupid’s ale?</div> <bR> <div> I will not talk of how we met</div> <div> Or how I wooed and thought I’d won</div> <div> Or how she spoke kind words and let</div> <div> Me kiss her in the setting Sun.</div> <bR> <div> She grew within my inner world</div> <div> Till all was her or not worth thought.</div> <div> Then came the day she idly hurled</div> <div> My hopes and heart and dreams to nought.</div> <bR> <div> How softly did she turn to me</div> <div> To say that, ever since she came,</div> <div> Her thoughts had been but sisterly,</div> <div> Her passion just a woman’s game.</div> <bR> <div> She was not cruel; she did not seek</div> <div> To leave me hopeless and forlorn,</div> <div> Yet all the harsh words tongues could speak</div> <div> Were better than her gentle scorn.</div> <bR> <div> So, saddened, I put hope aside,</div> <div> Still loving her without a word,</div> <div> And stayed her friend till friendship died.</div> <div> Where she went then, I have not heard.</div> <bR> <div> And how is it I never sought</div> <div> Another love?  None could replace</div> <div> The memory, with teardrops bought,</div> <div> Of her lost eyes and perfect face.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="those_years_i_yearned_for_her"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Those years I yearned for her,</div> <div> Those crazy, fractured years</div> <div> Of fantasies and fears -</div> <div> How could they slip away?</div> <bR> <div> Those years she held my heart</div> <div> And rolled it in her hand,</div> <div> Those years we dreamed and planned -</div> <div> Can they be just “the past”?</div> <bR> <div> Today I asked my heart,</div> <div> “Where did your grieving go?</div> <div> “Why aren’t you wreathed in woe?</div> <div> “Was your sorrow just a song?”</div> <bR> <div> Then answered back my heart,</div> <div> “How odd you should complain.</div> <div> “What did you ever gain</div> <div> “From all your sighs and tears?”</div> <bR> <div> My heart perhaps is wise,</div> <div> Far wiser than my head,</div> <div> Remembering how it bled</div> <div> Before she turned away.</div> <bR> <div> The wisdom of my heart</div> <div> Forbids me to regret,</div> <div> And so I won’t, and yet,</div> <div> How can she be “the past”?</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="tonight_your_eyes_will_be_my_polar_star"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Tonight your eyes will be my polar star,</div> <div> Your lips the happy landfall that I sail </div> <div> Across a perfumed sea to claim.</div> <div> Your hands will waft my ship across the far, </div> <div> Untracked sea roads, or roll me in a gale</div> <div> To secret shores no tongue dares name.</div> <bR> <div> At journey’s end, I’ll gather up your hair,</div> <div> More precious than the gems of heathen shrines, </div> <div> And weave an altar of its strands.</div> <div> With your consent, I shall devote my care</div> <div> To worship at that hearth, till Fate inclines </div> <div> My bark’s last voyage to stranger lands.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="upon_earth_s_hills_the_flowers_sway"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Upon earth’s hills the flowers sway,</div> <div> And over them fly peaceful doves,</div> <div> Combining on this pleasant day</div> <div> To call back memories of loves </div> <div>      Upon earth’s hills.</div> <bR> <div> The birds sing sweet within the trees,</div> <div> Yet scarcely sweet beside the bride</div> <div> With whom I shared a soothing breeze,</div> <div> For when she smiled, on every side </div> <div>      The birds were sweet.</div> <bR> <div> We met at eve, in pasteled light,</div> <div> When trilled the nightingale and lark.</div> <div> When she was gay and dressed in white</div> <div> And I was stumbling in the dark, </div> <div>      We met at eve.</div> <bR> <div> I kissed her hand and touched her hair.</div> <div> We laughed a little by the way.</div> <div> Although the universe grew bare</div> <div> And slowly sank the hopes of day, </div> <div>      I kissed her hand.</div> <bR> <div> Let others dream of clefts on Mars</div> <div> Or search the planets strewn above.</div> <div> I shall retire from mankind’s wars</div> <div> And of all things (except my love) </div> <div>      Let others dream.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="we_might_have_lived_six_worlds_apart"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> We might have lived six worlds apart,</div> <div> Unknown, unknowing - happy, then?</div> <div> I might have loved - who knows what heart?</div> <div> You might have charmed - who knows what men?</div> <bR> <div> Instead, the accident of birth</div> <div> (How glad that accident once seemed!)</div> <div> Made us companions on one Earth,</div> <div> And as companions once we dreamed.</div> <bR> <div> Our dreams were tender, passion's fruit,</div> <div> Yet tainted with an aftertaste,</div> <div> A dram of eale, wormwood root,</div> <div> Corroding tenderness to waste.</div> <bR> <div> We balanced how we worked and played,</div> <div> Avoiding strain, deploring fuss.</div> <div> We smiled and chattered while we made</div> <div> The wall that separated us.</div> <bR> <div> With duty done, two strangers shared</div> <div> An empty room, a vacant heart.</div> <div> What mattered that their lives were paired?</div> <div> They might have lived six worlds apart.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="when_guinevere_was_sweet_and_young"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> When Guinevere was sweet and young,</div> <div> The toast of every minstrel’s tongue,</div> <div> And skylarks soared to hear her sung,</div> <div>      I first loved Guinevere.</div> <bR> <div> When Guinevere was fully grown,</div> <div> Her charms like rosy petals strown</div> <div> To make what man she would her own</div> <div>      I courted Guinevere.</div> <bR> <div> When Guinevere gave her decree</div> <div> That she would love one faithfully,</div> <div> And when that one - he was not me. . . .</div> <div>      I pined for Guinevere.</div> <bR> <div> When Guinevere is weary, worn,</div> <div> Her beauty fragile and forlorn,</div> <div> Then in life’s eve as at its morn</div> <div>      I’ll still love Guinevere.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B> <A NAME="where_dwells_my_darling__there_on_the"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></b></div> <div> Where dwells my darling? There on the mountains;</div> <div> Pine trees around her, she waits till I come.</div> <div> Oak trees are fading, slow run the fountains,</div> <div> But pine trees surround her - she waits till I come.</div> <bR> <div> There on the mountains, verdant and golden,</div> <div> Autumn continues while she waits for me.</div> <div> Winter is nearing, Spring is now olden,</div> <div> Yet Autumn continues while she waits for me.</div> <bR> <div> Verdant and golden: fear not the snowing.</div> <div> Winter is checked by the glance of your face.</div> <div> Still through the foothills south winds are blowing,</div> <div> For winter is checked by the glance of your face.</div> <bR> <div> Fear not the snowing where dwells my darling, </div> <div> So long as the mountains grow green with the pines.</div> <div> Crickets are singing, no flakes are falling</div> <div> And long will the mountains grow green with the pines.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c296110.png" border=0 width="150" height="17" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>  <A NAME="why_did_you_smile__why_lure_me_here"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Why did you smile? 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HREF="id43_m.htm#alone_within_a_secret_garden_" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Alone within a secret garden,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#at_last_the_dim_eyed_world_discovers" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>At last the dim-eyed world discovers you,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#beyond_the_backmost_corner_of_my_eye_" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Beyond the backmost corner of my eye</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#do_you_hear_the_sound_of_weeping" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Do you hear the sound of weeping</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#enjoy_your_flirting_now_while_friendly" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Enjoy your flirting now, while friendly skies</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#forsaking_lands_where_cupid_reigns" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Forsaking lands where Cupid reigns,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#how_will_i_know_if_she_s_in_love_with" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>How will I know if she's in love with me?</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#i_dreamt_the_charon_beckoned_me_" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>I dreamt that Charon beckoned me.</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#i_sought_from_her_a_simple_smile_" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>I sought from her a simple smile.</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#i_used_to_laugh_at_sweethearts__games" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>I used  to laugh at sweethearts' games</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#my_love_goes_dancing_where_immortal" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>My love goes dancing where immortal stars</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#now_either_love_or_cease_to_love_but" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Now either love or cease to love, but make</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#now_that_your_witching_ways_have_snared" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Now that your witching ways have snared my heart</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#o_little_moon_whom_i_once_spied" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>O little moon, whom I once spied</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#reflect_sometime_sweet_honeybee" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Reflect sometime, sweet honeybee,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#so_close_to_nothing_now_a_dwindled" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>So close to nothing now, a dwindled, unseen sphere,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#the_breeze_has_lifted_up_her_curls_" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>The breeze has lifted up her curls.</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#the_flowers_i_smiled_at_when_springtime" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>The flowers I smiled at when Springtime was blooming</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#the_reason_for_love_the_reason_i_adore" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>The reason for love, the reason I adore you,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#the_roads_we_have_travelled_together" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>The roads we have travelled together are old,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#there_was_a_lass_or_did_you_think" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>There was a lass - you did not think</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#those_years_i_yearned_for_her" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Those years I yearned for her,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#tonight_your_eyes_will_be_my_polar_star" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Tonight your eyes will be my polar star,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#upon_earth_s_hills_the_flowers_sway" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Upon earth's hills the flowers sway,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#we_might_have_lived_six_worlds_apart" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>We might have lived six worlds apart,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#when_guinevere_was_sweet_and_young" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>When Guinevere was sweet and young,</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#where_dwells_my_darling__there_on_the" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Where dwells my darling? There on the mountains;</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43_m.htm#why_did_you_smile__why_lure_me_here" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Verse"><U><B>Why did you smile? Why lure me here</b></U></A></div> </td> </tr></table></body>