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Song (she's Somewhere In The Sunlight Strong) Song (she's Somewhere In The Sunlight Strong)

Song (she's Somewhere In The Sunlight Strong)
She's somewhere in the sunlight strong, Her tears are in the falling rain,She calls me in the wind's soft song, And with the flowers she comes again.Yon bird is but her messenger, The moon is but her silver car;Yea! sun and moon are sent by her, And every wistful waiting star.(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem: Song (She's Somewhere In The Sunlight Strong)... Poems - Post by : Linda_Buquet - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1340

An Inscription An Inscription

An Inscription
Precious the box that Mary brakeOf spikenard for her Master's sake,But ah! it held nought half so dearAs the sweet dust that whitens here.The greater wonder who shall say:To make so white a soul of clay,From clay to win a face so fair,Those strange great eyes, that sunlit hairA-ripple o'er her witty brain,--Or turn all back to dust again.Who knows--but, in some happy hour,The God whose strange alchemic powerWrought her of dust, again may turnTo woman this immortal urn.(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem: Inscription... Poems - Post by : nedsenft - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 3166

Spirit Of Sadness Spirit Of Sadness

Spirit Of Sadness
She loved the Autumn, I the Spring,Sad all the songs she loved to sing;And in her face was strangely setSome great inherited regret.Some look in all things made her sigh,Yea! sad to her the morning sky:'So sad! so sad its beauty seems'--I hear her say it still in dreams.But when the day grew grey and old,And rising stars shone strange and cold,Then only in her face I sawA mystic glee, a joyous awe.Spirit of Sadness, in the spheresIs there an end of mortal tears?Or is there still in those great eyesThat look of lonely hills and skies?(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem:... Poems - Post by : rolf000 - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 2045

If, After All ...! If, After All ...!

If, After All ...!
This life I squander, hating the long daysThat will not bring me either Rest or Thee,This health I hack and ravage as with knives,These nerves I fain would shatter, and this heartI fain would break--this heart that, traitor-like,Beats on with foolish and elastic beat:If, after all, this life I waste and killShould still be thine, may still be lived for thee!And this the dreadful trial of my love,This silence and this blank that makes me mad,That I be man to-day of all the daysMy one poor hope of meeting thee again--If Death be Love, and God's great purpose kind!Oh, love, if... Poems - Post by : cmarti - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1469

Love's Landmarks Love's Landmarks

Love's Landmarks
The woods we used to walk, my love, Are woods no more,But' villas' now with sounding names-- All name and door.The pond , early on in March, The yellow cupOf water-lilies made us glad, Is now filled up.But ah! what if they fill or fell Each pond, each tree,What matters it to-day, my love, To me--to thee?The jerry-builder may consume, A greedy moth,God's mantle of the living green, I feel no wrath;Eat up the beauty of the world, And gorge his fillOn mead and winding country lane, And grassy hill.I only... Poems - Post by : tukshad - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 3188

Home .. Home ..

Home ..
'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,And, lest I might have killed them, turned away.Ah, love! we too once gambolled home as they, Home from the town with such fair merchandise,-- Wine and great grapes--the happy lover buys:A little cosy feast to crown the day.Yes! we had once a heaven we called a home Its empty rooms still haunt me like thine eyes,When the last sunset softly faded there;Each day I tread each empty haunted room,... Poems - Post by : ultimatetips - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1922

Love's Wisdom Love's Wisdom

Love's Wisdom
Sometimes my idle heart would roam Far from its quiet happy nest,To seek some other newer home, Some unaccustomed Best:But ere it spreads its foolish wings,'Heart, stay at home, be wise!' Love's wisdom sings.Sometimes my idle heart would sail From out its quiet sheltered bay,To tempt a less pacific gale, And oceans far away:But ere it shakes its foolish wings,'Heart, stay at home, be wise!' Love's wisdom sings.Sometimes my idle heart would fly, Mothlike, to reach some shining sin,It seems so sweet to burn and die That wondrous light within:But ere it burns its foolish... Poems - Post by : hoppy - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1357

To A Simple Housewife To A Simple Housewife

To A Simple Housewife
Who dough shall knead as for God's sake Shall fill it with celestial leaven,And every loaf that she shall bake Be eaten of the Blest in heaven.(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem: To A Simple Housewife... Poems - Post by : arobin - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 3142

Love's Exchange Love's Exchange

Love's Exchange
Simple am I, I care no whit For pelf or place,It is enough for me to sit And watch Dulcinea's face;To mark the lights and shadows flit Across the silver moon of it.I have no other merchandise, No stocks or shares,No other gold but just what lies In those deep eyes of hers;And, sure, if all the world were wise,It too would bank within her eyes.I buy up all her smiles all day With all my love,And sell them back, cost-price, or, say, A kiss or two above;It is a speculation fine,The profit must be... Poems - Post by : kmorrell - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 2615

O Golden Day! O Silver Night! O Golden Day! O Silver Night!

O Golden Day! O Silver Night!
O golden day! O silver night! That brought my own true love at last,Ah, wilt thou drop from out our sight, And drown within the past?One wave, no more, in life's wide sea, One little nameless crest of foam,The day that gave her all to me And brought us to our home.Nay, rather as the morning grows In flush, and gleam, and kingly ray,While up the heaven the sun-god goes, So shall ascend our day.And when at last the long night nears, And love grows angel in the gloam,Nay, sweetheart, what of fears and... Poems - Post by : cdex911 - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1067

Time's Monotone Time's Monotone

Time's Monotone
Autumn and Winter, Summer and Spring--Hath Time no other song to sing?Weary we grow of the changeless tune-- June--December, December--June!Time, like a bird, hath but one song, One way to build, like a bird hath he;Thus hath he built so long, so long, Thus hath he sung--Ah me!Time, like a spider, knows, be sure, One only wile, though he seems so wise:Death is his web, and Love his lure, And you and I his flies. 'Love!' he sings In the... Poems - Post by : rperin05 - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 573

Come, My Celia Come, My Celia

Come, My Celia
Come, my Celia, let us prove,While we may, how wise is love--Love grown old and grey with years,Love whose blood is thinned with tears.Philosophic lover I,Broke my heart, its love run dry,And I warble passion's wordsBut to hear them sing like birds.When the lightning struck my side,Love shrieked and for ever died,Leaving nought of him behindBut these playthings of the mind.Now the real play is overI can only _act_ a lover,Now the mimic play beginsWith its puppet joys and sins.When the heart no longer feels,And the blood with caution steals,Then, ah! then--my heart, forgive!--Then we dare begin to live.Dipped in Stygian... Poems - Post by : RedShamrock - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 729

The Animalcule On Man The Animalcule On Man

The Animalcule On Man
An animalcule in my blood Rose up against me as I dreamed,He was so tiny as he stood, You had not heard him, though he screamed.He cried 'There is no Man!' And thumped the table with his fist,Then died--his day was scarce a span,-- That microscopic atheist.Yet all the while his little soul Within what he denied did live,--Poor part, how could he know the whole? And yet he was so positive!And all the while he thus blasphemed My (solar) system went its round,My heart beat on, my head still dreamed,-- But my... Poems - Post by : bosun1 - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 2336

My Maiden Vote My Maiden Vote

My Maiden Vote
(TO JOHN FRASER)There, in my mind's-eye, pure it lay,My lodger's vote! 'Twas mine to-day.It seemed a sort of maidenhood,My little power for public good,--Oh keep it uncorrupted, pray!And, when it must be given away,See it be given with a senseOf most uncanvassed innocence.Alas!--but few there be that know't--How grave a thing it is to vote!For most men's votes are given, I hear,Either for rhetoric or--beer.A young man's vote--O fair estate!Of the great tree electorateA living leaf, of this great seaA motive wave of empire I,On this stupendous wheel--a fly.O maiden vote, how pure must beThe party that is worthy thee!And thereupon... Poems - Post by : carefull - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 3201

Snatch Snatch

Snatch
From tavern to tavern Youth passes along,With an armful of girl And a heart full of song.From flower to flower The butterfly sips,O passionate limbs And importunate lips!From candle to candle The moth loves to fly,O sweet, sweet to burn! And still sweeter to die!(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem: Snatch... Poems - Post by : grodem - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1091

A New Year Letter A New Year Letter

A New Year Letter
To Two Friends married in the New Year(TO. MR. AND MRS. WELCH)Another year to its last day,Like a lost sovereign, runaway,Tips down the gloomy grid of time:In vain to holloa, 'Stop it! hey!'--A cab-horse that has taken fright,Be you a policeman, stop you may;But not a sovereign mad with gleeThat scampers to the grid, perdie,And not a year that's taken flight;To both 'tis just a grim good night.But no! the imagery, say you,Is wondrous witty--but not true;For the old year that last night wentHas not been so much lost as spent:You gave it in exchange to DeathFor just twelve months of... Poems - Post by : lindat - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 845

To A Poet (to Edmund Gosse) To A Poet (to Edmund Gosse)

To A Poet (to Edmund Gosse)
Still towards the steep Parnassian wayThe moon-led pilgrims wend,Ah, who of all that start to-dayShall ever reach the end?Year after year a dream-fed bandThat scorn the vales below,And scorn the fatness of the landTo win those heights of snow,--Leave barns and kine and flocks behind,And count their fortune fair,If they a dozen leaves may bindOf laurel in their hair.Like us, dear Poet, once you trodThat sweet moon-smitten way,With mouth of silver sought the godAll night and all the day;Sought singing, till in rosy fireThe white Apollo came,And touched your brow, and wreathed your lyre,And named you by his name;And led you,... Poems - Post by : Tony_Seruga - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1885

Mammon Mammon

Mammon
(FOR MR, G. F. WATTS'S PICTURE)Mammon is this, of murder and of gold,To-day, to-morrow, and ever from of old,Th' Almighty God, and King of every land.Man 'neath his foot, and woman 'neath his hand,Kneel prostrate: he, 'tis meant to symbolise,Steals our strong men and our sweet women buys.O! rather grind me down into the dustThan choose me for the vessel of thy lust.(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem: Mammon... Poems - Post by : yakim1 - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1734

My Books My Books

My Books
What are my books?--My friends, my loves, My church, my tavern, and my only wealth;My garden: yea, my flowers, my bees, my doves; My only doctors--and my only health.(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem: My Books... Poems - Post by : kevinmu - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1280

Jenny Dead Jenny Dead

Jenny Dead
Like a flower in the frost Sweet Jenny lies,With her frail hands calmly crossed, And close-shut eyes.Bring a candle, for the room Is dark and cold,Antechamber of the tomb-- O grief untold!Like a snowdrift is her bed, Dinted the snow,Faint frozen lines from foot to head,-- She lies below.Turn from off her shrouded face The frigid sheet....Death hath doubled all her grace-- O Jenny, sweet!(The end)Richard Le Gallienne's poem: Jenny Dead... Poems - Post by : gangsta - Date : August 2011 - Author : Richard Le Gallienne - Read : 1543