POEMS The Lesson I had not known what life might be, Until death came to talk with me. But now I know the reason why The brave, white stars are riding high. I know why grass wants rain, and how...
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^Afterward Candles that shed soft light upon Yo\ir chintz-hung rooms have guttered out. And blossom petals on slim trees Beside your door lie blown about. Grey-purple darkness shrouds this...
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January I9, I927 THE COMMONWEAL 297 POEMS The Madonna's Lamp (Translator's Note:raThe [ollowing poem, written by H. R. H., Prince 141illiam of Sweden, at present a distinguished ~isitor to...
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November 10, 1926 THE COMMONWEAL 13 A Little Girl Comes to Visit Old house, you need no longer be so staid. Smile now—for soon upon your silent stairs, Quick feet will sound again, and chubby...
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November 10, 1926 THE COMMONWEAL 15 POEMS To Lucy Brunhilda rides across these stony fields; The nymph, Cyrene, splashes in this sea That to the shoreline of Connecticut Draws and...
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June 23, 1926 THE COMMONWEAL 187 POEM S ...
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cieties, he held to his vision of a similar theatre movement in Ireland and of his function in it. Accordingly, when the first act of Deirdre was printed, the two brothers called upon A. E. and...
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Her mind is mended now— Bright bits that scattered when He let it fall have formed A pattern once again. This plate is mended, too, But one would never know It had been broken if No other...
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