Richard Le Gallienne Poems

Stream that leapt and danced
Down the rocky ledges,
All the summer long,
Past the flowered sedges,
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War
I abhor,
And yet how sweet
The sound along the marching street
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I had no heart to join the dance,
I danced it all so long ago-
Ah! light-winged music out of France,
Let other feet glide to and fro,
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You bear a flower in your hand,
You softly take it through the air,
Lest it should be too roughly fanned,
And break and fall, for all your care.
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The Rose has left the garden,
Here she but faintly lives,
Lives but for me,
Within this little urn of pot-pourri
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Summer gone,
Winter here;
Ways are white,
Skies are clear.
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LOUD mockers in the roaring street
   Say Christ is crucified again:
Twice pierced His gospel-bearing feet,
   Twice broken His great heart in vain.
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When the musicians hide away their faces,
And all the petals of the rose are shed,
And snow is drifting through the happy places,
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'We're going home!' I heard two lovers say,
They kissed their friends and bade them bright good-byes;
I hid the deadly hunger in my eyes,
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We thought that winter, love, would never end,
That the dark year had slain the innocent May,
Nor hoped that your soft hand, this summer day,
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