Poems New and Old by John Freeman
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Rest, rest--
Unto you I come And catch you to my breast. Wild heart, wild heart, There the wind will sleep. Wild heart, wild heart, And the blood gently flow. Come, come, Unresting rest Within my heart's cave deep Where thoughts like bright stars glow. Wild heart, wild heart, Here, here is your home. Wild heart, wild heart, With that winged star I come. Home, home, Rest in unrest-- Unto you, wild heart, I come. My wild heart is your home. III HOME FOR LOVE Because the earth is vast and dark |
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