Laurence Hope Poems

Oh Amber Eyes, oh Golden Eyes!
Oh Eyes so softly gay!
Wherein swift fancies fall and rise,
Grow dark and fade away
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I arise and go down to the River, and currents that come from the sea,
Still fresh with the salt of the ocean, are lovely and precious to me,
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After the Hazara War

I lie alone beneath the Almond blossoms,
Where we two lay together in the spring,
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There were Roses in the hedges, and Sunshine in the sky,
Red Lilies in the sedges, where the water rippled by,
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My paramour was loneliness
And lying by the sea,
Soft songs of sorrow and distress
He did beget in me.
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Drifting, drifting down the River,
Tawny current and foam-flecked tide,
Sorrowful songs of lonely boatmen,
Mournful forests on either side.
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The Rice was under water, and the land was scourged with rain,
The nights were desolation, and the day was born in pain.
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Talk not, my Lord, of unrequited love,
Since love requites itself most royally.
Do we not live but by the sun above,
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Oh, that my blood were water, thou athirst,
And thou and I in some far Desert land,
How would I shed it gladly, if but first
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A little breeze blew over the sea,
And it came from far away,
Across the fields of millet and rice,
All warm with sunshine and sweet with spice,
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