Wild honey from various thyme By Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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ONE OF THE WISE
He is black, intense in blackness, round his head
The light a nectarine dead-ripe emits.
His silence re-adjusts: his voice by fits
Rubs furrily the edges of things said.
The light a nectarine dead-ripe emits.
His silence re-adjusts: his voice by fits
Rubs furrily the edges of things said.
His rampart vision nothing can perturb:
Flashes serene of scaring radiance come
From eyes most still: his carriage has the curb
Of a young morning thrush, alert and dumb.
Flashes serene of scaring radiance come
From eyes most still: his carriage has the curb
Of a young morning thrush, alert and dumb.
Comfort in every lineament is traced;
Too deeply spelled of life to be annoyed,
Swiftly his glance moves over us in haste
Too deeply spelled of life to be annoyed,
Swiftly his glance moves over us in haste
That our significance may be enjoyed.
Wise smile provocative, wise lips that quaff,
Olympian reticence, and rounded laugh!
Wise smile provocative, wise lips that quaff,
Olympian reticence, and rounded laugh!
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