BY the pulse that beats in my throat
By my heart like a bird
I know who passed through the dusk
Though he spoke no word!
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CUPID does not care for sighs
Does not care for lover's weeping!
Fair One, dry your pretty eyes,
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HOW hushed they were in Heaven that night,
How lightly all the angels went,
How dumb the singing spheres beneath
Their many-candled tent!
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THE tiny thing of painted gauze that flutters in the sun
And sinks upon the breast of night with all its living done;
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ACROSS the trodden continent of years
To shrines of long ago,
My heart, a hooded pilgrim, turns with tears--
For could I know
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SHE came to me at Christmas time and made me mother, and it seemed
There was a Christ indeed and He had given me the joy I'd dreamed.
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I HEARD a sound of crying in the lane,
A passionless, low crying,
And I said, 'It is the tears of the brown rain
On the leaves within the lane!'
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I WATCH swift pictures flash and fade
On the closed curtains of my eyes,--
A bit of river green as jade
Under green skies;
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TO-NIGHT the air discloses
Souls of a million roses,
And ghosts of hyacinths that died too soon;
From Pan's safe-hidden altar
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THERE lived a man who raised his hand and said,
'I will be great!'
And through a long, long life he bravely knocked
At Fame's closed gate.
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