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In Time Of Trouble
In memory of your desolate eyes I knowThat words are words, with nothing to gainsay
The testimony of pain, the heavy day;
But searching in the ruins of overthrow
I gathered you this wreath that now I show;
Small and barbaric brightness on the gray,--
Glimmering irony, perhaps. I lay
It down before your eyes, and softly go.
You are a vista blundered on in Arden
Where the fool grasps his bells, that he may hark;
A sudden skyward path where cliffs are warden
Of waves that foam to reach a high tide-mark;
Whisper of blossoms in a midnight garden;
A fountain whitely flowering on the dark.
(The end)
William Rose Benet's poem: In Time Of Trouble
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Men who are fain to change, look wizenedlyInto the flowing mirror of your thoughtAnd see on what strange reefs your joys are caughtAnd contemplate your vexed variety:Grief that was hooded for eternityCasting the stole for spangled domino,Awe on its pinnacle jigging heel and toe.Love laughing into hate and mockery.What shoots the warp to patterns that reblendAnd spread and fade,--and working out what end?In time of pain why be as volubleAs one who tells an endless useless sum,Yet simple clay, pallid and deaf and dumbThrough the one moment forging Heaven or Hell?(The end)William Rose Benet's poem: Anomaly
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