of egg-sry to trong , ed in arms lengt smiling and approve of terary form.
No, no; t .
o feel t to pity ood till o t too understood range ion of ure come upon o live as sinned, and a tender compassion filled as he dark shame of womanhood.
asy to languor be, in terious ual life, t ts might be.
A gloress of o o , ers circumfluent in space tters of speec of mystery, floh over his brain.
Are you not ways,
Lure of the fallen seraphim?
tell no more of enced days.
Your eyes mans ablaze
And you have had your will of him.
Are you not ways?
Above the smoke of praise
Goes up from ocean rim to rim.
tell no more of enced days.
Our broken cries and mournful lays
Rise in one eucic hymn.
Are you not ways?
hile sacrificing hands upraise
to the brim.
tell no more of enced days.
And still you hold our longing gaze
ith languorous look and lavish limb!
Are you not ways?
tell no more of enced days.
birds ood on teps of to look at t. tting sreet. te Marc, t t a limp-enuous blue.
c; bird after bird: a dark flaster of o count ting quivering bodies passed: six, ten, eleven: and een: for traig to rig a temple of air.
ened to t: a se. But tes unwound from whirring spools.
tently and ttering and semple of tenuous sky sootill sahers face.
eps of tc? For an augury of good or evil? A ps from So tellect and of ures of times and seasons because t perverted t order by reason.
And for ages men birds in flig temple and t on of ents, of t of ivity on osier-ers, ing ablet and bearing on he cusped moon.
of t made tle-nosed judge in a ting commas into a document
t it for t to leave for ever to w of which he had come?
tting s t birds t t be sing to wander.
Bend down your faces, Oona and Aleel.
I gaze upon the swallow gazes
Upon t under the ea