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A Dark Month From Swinburne's Collected Poetical Works Vol. V
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class="stanza">I am only my love's
True lover,
With a nestful of songs, like doves
Under cover,
That I bring in my cap
Fresh caught,
To be laid on my small king's lap—
Worth just nought.
Fresh caught,
To be laid on my small king's lap—
Worth just nought.
Yet it haply may hap
That he,
When the mirth in his veins is as sap
In a tree,
That he,
When the mirth in his veins is as sap
In a tree,
Or perchance, if such grace
May be,
Some night when I dream of his face.
Dream of me.
May be,
Some night when I dream of his face.
Dream of me.
Or if this be too high
A hope
For me to prefigure in my
Horoscope,
A hope
For me to prefigure in my
Horoscope,
He may dream of the place
Where we
Basked once in the light of his face,
Who now see
Where we
Basked once in the light of his face,
Who now see
Nought brighter, not one
Thing bright,
Than the stars and the moon and the sun,
Day nor night.
Thing bright,
Than the stars and the moon and the sun,
Day nor night.
XX
Day by darkling day,
Overpassing, bears away
Somewhat of the burden of this weary May.
Overpassing, bears away
Somewhat of the burden of this weary May.
Night by numbered night,
Waning, brings more near in sight
Hope that grows to vision of my heart's delight.
Waning, brings more near in sight
Hope that grows to vision of my heart's delight.
Nearer seems to burn
In the dawn's rekindling urn
Flame of fragrant incense, hailing his return.
In the dawn's rekindling urn
Flame of fragrant incense, hailing his return.
Louder seems each bird
In the brightening branches heard
Still to speak some ever more delightful word.
In the brightening branches heard
Still to speak some ever more delightful word.
All the mists that swim
Round the dawns that grow less dim
Still wax brighter and more bright with hope of him.
Round the dawns that grow less dim
Still wax brighter and more bright with hope of him.
All the suns that rise
Bring that day more near our eyes
When the sight of him shall clear our clouded skies.
Bring that day more near our eyes
When the sight of him shall clear our clouded skies.
All the winds that roam
Fruitful fields or fruitless foam
Blow the bright hour near that brings his bright face home.
Fruitful fields or fruitless foam
Blow the bright hour near that brings his bright face home.
XXI
I hear of two far hence
In a garden met,
And the fragrance blown from thence
Fades not yet.
In a garden met,
And the fragrance blown from thence
Fades not yet.
The one is seven years old,
And my friend is he:
But the years of the other have told
Eighty-three.
And my friend is he:
But the years of the other have told
Eighty-three.
To hear these twain converse
Or to see them greet
Were sweeter than softest verse
May be sweet.
Or to see them greet
Were sweeter than softest verse
May be sweet.
The hoar old gardener there
With an eye more mild
Perchance than his mild white hair
Meets the child.
With an eye more mild
Perchance than his mild white hair
Meets the child.
I had rather hear the words
That the twain exchange
Than the songs of all the birds
There that range,
That the twain exchange
Than the songs of all the birds
There that range,
Call, chirp, and twitter there
Through the garden-beds
Where the sun alike sees fair
Those two heads,
Through the garden-beds
Where the sun alike sees fair
Those two heads,
And which may holier be
Held in heaven of those
Or more worth heart's thanks to see
No man knows.
Held in heaven of those
Or more worth heart's thanks to see
No man knows.
XXII
Of such is the kingdom of heaven,
No glory that ever was shed
From the crowning star of the seven
That crown the north world's head,
No glory that ever was shed
From the crowning star of the seven
That crown the north world's head,
No word that ever was spoken
Of human or godlike tongue,
Gave ever such godlike token
Since human harps were strung.
Of human or godlike tongue,
Gave ever such godlike token
Since human harps were strung.
No sign that ever was given
To faithful or faithless eyes
Showed ever beyond clouds riven
So clear a Paradise.
To faithful or faithless eyes
Showed ever beyond clouds riven
So clear a Paradise.
Earth's creeds may be seventy times seven
And blood have defiled each creed:
If of such be the kingdom of heaven,
It must be heaven indeed.
And blood have defiled each creed:
If of such be the kingdom of heaven,
It must be heaven indeed.
XXIII
The wind on the downs is bright
As though from the sea:
And morning and night
Take comfort again with me.
As though from the sea:
And morning and night
Take comfort again with me.
He is nearer to-day,
Each night to each morning saith,
Whose return shall revive dead May
With the balm of his breath.
Each night to each morning saith,
Whose return shall revive dead May
With the balm of his breath.
The sunset says to the moon,
He is nearer to-night
Whose coming in June
Is looked for more than the light.
He is nearer to-night
Whose coming in June
Is looked for more than the light.
Bird answers to bird,
Hour passes the sign on to hour,
And for joy of the bright news heard
Flower murmurs to flower.
Hour passes the sign on to hour,
And for joy of the bright news heard
Flower murmurs to flower.
The ways that were glad of his feet
In the woods that he knew
Grow softer to meet
The sense of his footfall anew.
In the woods that he knew
Grow softer to meet
The sense of his footfall anew.
He is near now as day,
Says hope to the new-born light:
He is near now as June is to May,
Says hope to the new-born light:
He is near now as June is to May,