Monthly Archives: September 2016

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In friendly crowds mine eyes will look to see
Thy glowing glory-flecting face again
And passing by thy dwellingʼs hallowed lane
They rise, against my will, in hope of thee.
At night their lucent gates are shut in vain
For then they chase thine image – being more free –
Down well-trod paths of painful memory
When, striving with such thoughts, willʼs power doth wane.
By day, if watchful prudence groweth lax,
Theyʼll guess if distance or the parallax
Between their orb and thy dear self doth wax.
And though rebuked by reasonʼs prudent sense,
They, like school boys, nod and make pretence
And promise insincere to make amends.

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Nocturne

At night, when all my thoughts return to one
Who’s always there beneath my topmost thought,
And grieving think on how I’d almost won
Her heart and love – then fall’n in Love’s glass court,
I wish she’d miss me now as I do her.
Though truer love would check this selfish wish
If I but a better man and lover were.

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Strange Bedfellows

Carnal lust and spirit’s pride
Disdain to meet upon the streets –
Yet how oft I’ve the twain espied
Between my heart root’s very sheets.

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