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Carol and Cadence

New poems: MDCCCCII-MDCCCCVII: By John Payne
Payne, John (1842-1916)

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SONGBIRDS.
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THE BOOK OF DAYS AND NIGHTS.
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THE BOOK OF DAYS AND NIGHTS.
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THE BOOK OF BIRDS.
  
[Ye, that demi-spirits are]
  
THE THRUSH.
  
THE CUCKOO.
  
THE BLACKBIRD.
  
THE NIGHTINGALE.
  
THE LARK.
  
THE HAWFINCH.
  
THE FINCH.
  
THE SWALLOW.
  
THE CUSHAT.
  
THE SEDGE-WARBLER.
  
THE LINNET.
  
WHAT THE WHITETHROAT SANG.
  
THE LORIOT.
  
THE WREN.
  
THE FIELDFARE.
  
THE CROW.
  
THE ROBIN.
  
THE WOODPECKER.
  
BIRDS OF PASSAGE.
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THE BOOK OF BEASTS.
  
THE GROCER'S DOG.
  
THE FISHMONGER'S CAT.
  
THE CARTHORSE.
  
THE ASS.
  
HOUSEHOLD GHOSTS.
  
THE PITY OF IT.
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LONDON VOICES.
  
THE TALE OF TIME.
  
KENSINGTON GARDENS.
  
THE STREETS.
  
WINTER DAWN.
  
SUMMER DAWN.
  
RAIN.
  
LONDON BY NIGHT.
  
VOICES.
  
MAY INTRA MUROS.
  
FOG.
  
MUNDUS SENESCENS.
  
FLOWERS OF NIGHT.
  
THE TELEPHONE HARP.
  
THE BEGGAR.
  
VER IN URBE.
  
ON THE OMNIBUS.
  
THE ALMOND TREE.
  
THE LABURNUM.
  
THE HORSE-CHESTNUT.
  
THE HAWTHORN.
  
SICK LIFE.
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BALLADS AND ROMANCES.
  
THE RIME OF MELISANDE.
  
WANDERERS.
  
NOVEMBER GHOSTS.
  
FLOUTED LOVE.
  
THE DEATH OF HAFIZ.
  
SIR ROSWAL.
  
HER GRAVE.
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THE DEATH OF PAN.
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ANGELS' VISITS.
  
THE WRATH OF VENUS.
  
WIND VOICES.
  
WRECK AND PORT.
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SONNETS.
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MARTYRS OF HISTORY.
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X. CLIVE.
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XI. EDWARD JOHN EYRE.
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XII. TOMAS ZUMALACARREGUI.
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XIII. QUI CARENT VATE SACRO.
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MISCELLANEOUS SONNETS.
  
FRANZ LISZT.
  
MATTHEW ARNOLD.
  
BERKELEY.
  
CHARLES ALLSTON COLLINS.
  
RICHARD FRANCIS BURTON.
  
ST. AMBROSE'S PRAYER.
  
THE DAY'S END.
  
THE INSULTS OF THE VULGAR.
  
SCORN AND SYMPATHY.
  
IN THE CRUCIBLE.
  
THE LATTER DAYS.
  
ULTIMA RATIO.
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TIME AND TIDE.
  
A NEW YEAR'S CHIME.
  
GARDEN DAYS.
  
THE POETS OF THE FRENCH RENAISSANCE.
  
COWPER.
  
ADAM AND EVE.
  
FATUI AMBO.
  
SEX AND SEX.
  
DISEASE AND REMEDY.
  
THIS AND THAT.
  
THE MIGHT-HAVE-BEEN.
  
WHO KNOWS?
  
ON THE BERNINA.
  
AT SILVAPLANA.
  
WILLOW-SONG.
  
COUNTERPARTS.
  
LOVE'S END.
  
WELTSCHMERZ.
  
ALAS!
  
POLARITIES.
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THE MINSTREL'S BOOK.
  
SOLUS IN GREGE.
  
EGOMET.
  
SONG-STRESS.
  
SONG-TIDE.
  
SONGS' END.
  
THE POET'S LOT.
  
NOT ALL IN VAIN.
  
POPULO.
  
QUIA AMORE LANGUEO.
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IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN OF GOLD, THEY THOUGHT.
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FORSITAN.
  
CROSS-PURPOSES.
  
THE LIGHTS OF HEAVEN.
  
MARCH-MUSIC.
  
HORAE.
  
ANIMA CUM ANIMO.
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SONGS OF THE MORROW.
  
INVOCATION.
  
VOX CLAMANTIS.
  
THE SETTING SUN.
  
IN VAIN.
  
ELDORADO.
  
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DE PROFUNDIS.
  
THE TWO GATES.
  
THE FASHION OF THIS WORLD.
  
NATURE AND HER LOVER.
  
KING OF DREAMS.
  
NOX GRAVIDA.
  
RISUS SOLAMEN.
  
YOU AND I.
  
PACEM APPELLANT.
  
THE BREAD OF LIFE.
  
TENEBRÆ.
  
DREAM AND DAWN.
  
ETERNAL QUESTION.
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SAT ME LUSISTIS.
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DIIS VENTURIS.
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SOUL'S TWILIGHT.
  
AN OLD REFRAIN.
  
ON THE BEACH.
  
A LAST TOAST.

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Misted roses of rathe-red Morn,
Blowing o'er peak and plain,
Cold is your comfort for folk forlorn;
Bright are your beams; but your fingers frorne
Are and your vantage vain.
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Golden glory of noiseless Noon,
Dreaming of harvest done,
Harsh is thy hope as the corn-crake's tune
To him whose harvest, sprung too soon,
Was lost for lack of sun.
Splendid sadness of dying Day,
Wide-weltering in the West,
How many a heart hast thou led astray,
How many have trod thy fair false way
And wrecked been in thy quest!
Silver silence of newborn Night,
Thou, too, art false, God wot!
How long wilt thou speak with thy lying light
Of solaced pain to the pining spright
And peace, that cometh not?
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