We rub the darkness from our eyes, And face our thousand devious secret mornings . . . And do not see how the pale mist, slowly ascending, Shaped by the sun, shines like a white-robed dreamer Compassionate over our towers bending.
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We reach vague-gesturing hands, we lift our heads, Hear sounds far off,—and dream, with quivering breath, Our curious separate ways through life and death.
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The wind shrieks, the wind grieves; It dashes the leaves on walls, it whirls then again; And the enormous sleeper vaguely and stupidly dreams And desires to stir, to resist a ghost of pain.
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‘I bound her to me in all soft ways, I bound her to me in a net of days, Yet now she has gone in silence and said no word. How can we face these dazzling things, I ask you? There is no use: we cry: and are not heard.
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My veins are afire with music, Her eyes have kissed me, my body is turned to light; I shall dream to her secret heart tonight…
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Weave, weave, weave, you streaks of rain! I am dissolved and woven again… Thousands of faces rise and vanish before me. Thousands of voices weave in the rain.
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‘I am the one you saw to-day, who fell Senseless before you, hearing a certain bell: A bell that broke great memories in my brain.’ ‘I am the one who passed unnoticed before you, Invisible, in a cloud of secret pain.’
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‘I am the one who stood beside you and smiled, Thinking your face so strangely young . . . ‘ ‘I am the one who loved you but did not dare.’
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A chorus of elfin voices blowing about me Weaves to a babel of sound. Each cries a secret. I run among them, reach out vain hands, and drown.
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Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the huddled towers, Over a somnolent whisper of loves and hates, The slow wind flows, drearily streams and falls, With a mournful sound down rain-dark walls.
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