SaturdayFeb 22, 2025
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No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed.
No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.
SONG You bound strong sandals on my feet, You gave me bread and wine, And sent me under sun and stars, For all the world was mine. Oh, take the sandals off my feet, You know not what you do, For all my world is in your arms, My sun and stars are you.
Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings And childrens faces looking up Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirits still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night. Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, or could be.
[Suicide note to her lover who left her.] When I am dead, and over me bright April Shakes out her rain drenched hair, Tho you should lean above me broken hearted, I shall not care. For I shall have peace. As leafey trees are peaceful When rain bends down the bough. And I shall be more silent and cold hearted Than you are now.
THE PHILOSOPHER I saw him sitting in his door, Trembling as old men do; His house was old; his barn was old, And yet his eyes seemed new. His eyes had seen three times my years And kept a twinkle still, Though they had looked at birth and death And three graves on a hill. 'I will sit down with you,' I said, 'And you will make me wise; Tell me how you have kept the joy Still burning in your eyes.' Then like an old-time orator Impressively he rose; 'I make the most of all that comes, The least of all that goes.' The jingling rhythm of his words Echoes as old songs do, Yet this had kept his eyes alight Till he was ninety-two.
Beauty, more than bitterness Makes the heart break.
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