Poems
17.03.2010 / 16.57 pm
 
by Arthur Albert Dawson Bayldon
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The weary wind is slumbering on the wing:
Leaping from out meek twilight's purpling blue
Burns the proud star of eve as though it knew
It was the big king jewel quivering
On the black turban of advancing night.
In the dim west the soldiers of the sun
Strike all their royal colours one by one,
Reluctantly surrender every height.


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   Even the arrow that cleft the core, --
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To Poesy

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I thought I heard Him calling. Did you hear
A sound, a little sound? My curious ear
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This

This is what I most want
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One star
Is better far
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