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Come let us mock at the great That had such burdens on the mind And toiled so hard and late To leave some monument behind, Nor thought of the leveling wind.

Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair.

Somewhere beyond the curtain Of distorting days Lives that lonely thing That shone before these eyes Targeted, trod like Spring.

Land of Heart's Desire Where beauty has no ebb, decay no flood, But joy is wisdom, time an endless song.

Lord, what would they say Did their Catullus walk that way?

I am content to live it all again And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch.

The intellect of man is forced to choose Perfection of the life, or of the work, And if it take the second must refuse A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.

Out of our quarrels with others we make rhetoric. Out of our quarrels with ourselves we make poetry.

I gave what other women gave That stepped out of their clothes But when this soul, its body off Naked to naked goes, He it has found shall find therein What none other knows.

To the waters, and the wild, with a Faerie, hand in hand, for the world is more full of weeping ... than you can understand.