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- Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon.
- A harvest mouse goes scampering by, With silver claws and silver eye; And moveless fish in the water gleam, By silver reeds in a silver stream.
- Here lies a most beautiful lady, Light of step and heart was she; I think she was the most beautiful lady That ever was in the West Country.
- But beauty vanishes; beauty passes; However rare-rare it be; And when I crumble, who will remember This lady of the West Country?
- Look thy last on all things lovely, Every hour-let no night Seal thy sense in deathly slumber Till to delight Thou hast paid thy utmost blessing.
- 'Who knocks?' 'I, who was beautiful, Beyond all dreams to restore, I from the roots of the dark thorn am hither, And knock on the door.'
- A face peered. All the grey night In chaos of vacancy shone; Nought but vast sorrow was there- The sweet cheat gone.
- Do diddle di do, Poor Jim Jay Got stuck fast In Yesterday.
- It's a very odd thing&mdas; As odd as can be- That whatever Miss T. eats Turns into Miss T.
- Three jolly huntsmen, In coats of red, Rode their horses Up to bed.
- Bang! Now the animal Is dead and dumb and done. Nevermore to peep again, creep again, leap again, Eat or sleep or drink again, oh, what fun!
- Wonderful lovely there she sat, Singing the night away, All in the solitudinous sea Of that there lonely bay.
- For beauty with sorrow Is a burden hard to be borne: The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there; That music, remote, forlorn.
- Some one came knocking At my wee, small door; Some one came knocking, I'm sure-sure-sure.
- Softly along the road of evening, In a twilight dim with rose, Wrinkled with age, and drenched with dew Old Nod, the shepherd, goes.
- His are the quiet steeps of dreamland, The waters of no-more-pain; His ram's bell rings 'neath an arch of stars, 'Rest, rest, and rest again.'
- We wake and whisper awhile, But, the day gone by, Silence and sleep like fields Of amaranth lie.
- Oh, no man knows Through what wild centuries Roves back the rose.
- Old Rover in his moss-greened house Mumbles a bone, and barks at a mouse.
- Dobbin at manger pulls his hay: Gone is another summer's day.
- All but blind In his chambered hole Gropes for worms The four-clawed Mole.
- So, blind to Someone I must be.
- What lovely things Thy hand hath made.
- 'Bunches of grapes,' says Timothy; 'Pomegranates pink,' says Elaine; 'A junket of cream and a cranberry tart For me,' says Jane.
- 'A bumpity ride in a wagon of hay'
- Poor tired Tim! It's sad for him He lags the long bright morning through, Ever so tired of nothing to do.
- 'What is the world, O soldiers? It is I, I, this incessant snow, This northern sky.
- 'Is anybody there?' said the Traveler, Knocking on the moonlit door; And his horse in the silence chomped the grasses Of the forest's ferny floor.
- 'Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word,' he said.
- Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Aye, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
- Who said 'Peacock Pie'? The old king to the sparrow: Who said 'Crops are ripe'? Rust to the harrow. Who said, 'Ay, mum's the word'? Sexton to willow. Who said, 'Green dusk for dream?' Moss for a pillow. Who said, 'All Time's delight Hath she for narrow bed; Life's troubled bubble broken'?- That's what I said.
- The delicate, invisible web you wove The inexplicable mystery of sound.
- Or when the lawn Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn, The sad intangible who grieve and yearn...
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