Poems New and Old by John Freeman
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Spiritual company; and when day's gone
And those white clouds have stepped into the west; And the dark blue filling the heavens deep Is bright with stars that sing above your head, Their light lies in the deep of my dark eyes With your dark shape, a shadow of your sleep ... I am happy still, watching the bright stars tread Around your shadow that in my bosom lies. IX PERVERSITIES I Now come, And I that moment will forget you. Sit here And in your eyes I shall not see you. Speak, speak That I no more may hear your music. Into my arms, Till I've forgotten I ever met you. I shall not have you when I hold you Body to body, |
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