 | Some verses (1892) |  |
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My soul is as a bird that flies
Down unfrequented ways
Of windy seas and cloudy skies
Afar from human gaze,
While in its heart through all its flight
A poisoned arrow stays.
Down unfrequented ways
Of windy seas and cloudy skies
Afar from human gaze,
While in its heart through all its flight
A poisoned arrow stays.
Thy soul is as a fragrant isle
Where many a purple bay
And peaceful shores and harbours smile,
Where distant storms that stray
Sound as dim weeping in the night,
As laughter in the day.
Where many a purple bay
And peaceful shores and harbours smile,
Where distant storms that stray
Sound as dim weeping in the night,
As laughter in the day.
| Some verses (1892) | |