Augusta Davies Webster Poems

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1.
Birds Sing I Love You, Love

Birds sing "I love you, love" the whole day through,
And not another song can they sing right;
But, singing done with, loving's done with quite,
The autumn sunders every twittering two.
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2.
Medea In Athens

Dead is he? Yes, our stranger guest said dead--
said it by noonday, when it seemed a thing
most natural and so indifferent
as if the tale ran that a while ago
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3.
Young Laughters, And My Music!

Young laughters, and my music! Aye till now
The voice can reach no blending minors near;
'Tis the bird's trill because the spring is here
And spring means trilling on a blossomy bough;
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4.
A Song Of A Spring-Time

TOO rash, sweet birds, spring is not spring;
Sharp winds are fell in east and north;
Late blossoms die for peeping forth; Rains numb, frost
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5.
A Soul In Prison

(The Doubter lays aside his book.)

"Answered a score of times." Oh, looked for teacher,
is this all you will teach me? I in the dark
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6.
An Inventor

Not yet!

I thought this time 'twas done at last,
the workings perfected, the life in it;
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7.
Circe

The sun drops luridly into the west;
darkness has raised her arms to draw him down
before the time, not waiting as of wont
till he has come to her behind the sea;
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8.
A Bird And Flower Upon The Tree

A bird and flower upon the tree,
Sweet peony and oriole,
Each of them a perfect soul,
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9.
Day Is Dead, And Let Us Sleep

DAY is dead, and let us sleep,
Sleep a while or sleep for aye,
'Twere the best if we unknew
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10.
Farewell

FAREWELL: we two shall still meet day by day,
Live side by side;
But never more shall heart respond to heart.
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