David Lewis Paget Poems

Stars clash, and pale moons
Gloat over you, my pretty witch
While brooding shadows of the loom
Reflect you in some shining dish;
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The basic tenets of my faith
Remain, though time has blunted all
The finer points I once embraced
By casting doubts beyond my trawl.
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‘No, it’s not that I want to be awkward’,
He began, as he stifled a sigh,
‘Though I don’t understand your intentions,
And I’m not even going to try,
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'Oh, woman in child
What dare do you dare;
The wind's in its warren
The rain's in your hair,
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‘Do you think that I’m Captain Marvel,
Do you think that I’ve got the power?
I’m a teenage howl with a hooded cowl
As the whey of the world turns sour.
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Do you ever get that feeling that
You’re flying, or you’re dying, and
You’re watching, like it happened once before?
When your mind is rather hazy, or disturbed
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Green is the wych-elm
Torn is the tiding,
Ghosts in the old country
Surely are riding,
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‘I’ve failed! ’ How many times have sons
And fathers’ fathers echoed me?
‘I’ve failed! My life was spent in dreams, ’
We said, ‘in shallow misery.
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For part of your voyage, Captain
I was there at the helm with you,
So young, and the world had flowered,
I caught my breath at the view;
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You think that I
Who broke your dream;
All that you lent
Was wasted there,
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