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Meditations In Time Of Civil War

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Ancestral Houses
SURELY among a rich man s flowering lawns,
Amid the rustle of his planted hills,
Life overflows without ambitious pains;
And rains down life until the basin spills,
And mounts more dizzy high the more it rains
As though to choose whatever shape it wills
And never stoop to a mechanical
Or servile shape, at others' beck and call.

Mere dreams, mere dreams! Yet Homer had not Sung
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Pauline 26 October 2020

can anyone tell me what " Stare" means in this poem? is it a word he uses elsewhere with a particular meaning? it has a capital letter so perhaps refers to a certain thing.

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Isaac 26 February 2021

It's another word for Starling, the species of bird.

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Richard 10 January 2018

Nice poem, I liked the words. Phew! I'm here, took a while,5 years to be exact, my daughter is grown and finally ran away from home, I'm here alone, loved it to pass the time!

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