January 13, 1932 THE COMMONWEAL 291 Late Oh. I'm a hardy plant at last— A kind of tough pot-marigold That blossoms after autumn frost And even into winter cold. Not lovely like the...
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155 Out My cistern is but very small, A friend, an hour, the buckets fall And rise and fall, so fast one lowers, So wastefully the water pours. We dip and drink. Your final word Made such a...
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Wide Waters All day along my strait canal I go, Moved by the lock of books to high or low; Swirling within each new-petitioned cage But always level after carriage. Level my banks for little boys...
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May 15, 1929 THE COMMONWEAL 49 POEMS Of Beauty Aloof and Rejected Now a tall tiger, proud in black and gold, Walks with soft tread across the jungle mold, And one lean eagle mounts a lonely...
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z^ary As I went down Loch Leven's shore Upon a waning day, "Mary, Mary, Mary," low Cried waves that lapped my feet before Within a little bay; And wan wraiths by me seemed to go— Darnley,...
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Winter JVealth Aladdin rubbed his wishing-ring (The queerest little shabby thing— Alas! I might have taken it for tin, Or brass— But never mind) the door flew in And there they were, the...
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'^Remembrance A night of watching stars and tides That whispered in the dark; Do you remember how we turned Into the silent park? I wonder now, across the world. If there are other gems As...
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