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The poems of Trumbull Stickney

Stickney, Trumbull (1874-1904)

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I DRAMATIC VERSES
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II FRAGMENTS OF A DRAMA ON THE LIFE OF THE EMPEROR JULIAN
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III LATER LYRICS
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[I Listen! As though from other times and days]
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[II I saw how that a painter, given o'er]
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[III With long black wings an angel standing by]
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[IV You are to me the full vermilion rose]
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[V The trees and shrubbery glimmer]
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[VI A glad little rift, so shy]
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[VII I love thee longer and I love thee most]
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[VIII Dear and rich as a dawn of summer]
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[IX And, the last day being come, Man stood alone]
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X DEDICATION
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XI A FLOWER
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XII A STONE
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XIII PARDON
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XIV SERVICE
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XV CHESTNUTS IN NOVEMBER
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XVI FIDELITY
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[XVII With thy two eyes look on me once again]
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[XVIII When bye and bye relenting you regret]
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XIX LONELINESS
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[XX As pilgrims, when the ways of winter ope]
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[XXI Quiet after the rain of morning]
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[XXII If tho' alone I scarce do sigh]
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[XXIII Grudge not that I so long for thee]
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[XXIV Spirits that might have been]
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XXV SEPARATION
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XXVI AT SAINTE-MARGUERITE
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[XXVII I dreamed. Aye, it was very dark]
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[XXVIII Leave him now quiet by the way]
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XXIX AN ATHENIAN GARDEN
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XXX SONNETS FROM GREECE
  
SUNIUM
  
MT. LYKAION
  
NEAR HELIKON
  
ELEUSIS
  
MT. IDA
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XXXI SIX O'CLOCK
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XXXII IN A CITY GARDEN
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IV A DRAMATIC SCENE
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V JUVENILIA
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VI FRAGMENTS

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I

I used to think
The mind essential in the body, even
As stood the body essential in the mind:
Two inseparable things, by nature equal
And similar, and in creation's song
Halving the total scale: it is not so.
Unlike and cross like driftwood sticks they come
Churned in the giddy trough: a chunk of pine
A slab of rosewood: mangled each on each
With knocks and friction, or in deadly pain
Sheathing each other's splinters: till at last
Without all stuff or shape they 're jetted up
Where in the bluish moisture rot whate'er
Was vomited in horror from the sea.
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