The Marble Faun and A Green Bough
Scarce First Random condominium variation, 1960. Ex-library hardcover with dustjacket, ordinary ex-library markings, stamps and so forth.
Champion that’ll think the pointy goads of your eyes As Roland did, in love and conflict. And be of cheer, ye valiant foemen. girl bore you: although amain Life’s gale may possibly blow, there’s born of girl One who’ll provide you with sleep back. Weep no longer for Roland: envy him Whose status is speedy in music and tale, whereas he, with myriad cherubim Is lapped in ease, asleep in glory. XXII I SEE your face throughout the twilight of my brain, A nightfall of forgotten issues, remembered issues; it's a.
Ripples through the breeze. right here stand The clustered lilacs faint as cries opposed to the silken-breasted skies; They nod and sway, and sluggish as rain Their slowly falling petals stain The grass as via them breezes stray, Smoothing them in silver play. And we, the marbles within the glade, Dreaming within the leafy colour Are saddened, for we all know that each one issues store us needs to fade and fall, And the moon that sits there within the skies attracts her hair throughout her eyes: She sees the blossoms blow and.
And move Quietly alongside each one row, inhaling their aromatic breath And that of the earth underneath. Time may perhaps now unheeded go: i'm the lifestyles that warms the grass— Or does the earth hot me? i do know no longer, nor do I care to understand. i'm with the plants one, Now that's my bondage performed; And within the earth I shall sleep To by no means wake, to by no means weep For issues i do know, but can't understand, ’Twixt sky above and earth lower than, For Pan’s figuring out eyes Quietly bless me from the skies, Giving me,.
Didn’t die— II LAXLY reclining, he watches the firelight going around the ceiling, down the farther wall In cumulate waves, a golden river flowing Above them either, down yawning darkish to fall Like track demise down a substantial mind. Laxly reclining, he sees her sitting there With firelight like a hand laid on her hair, With firelight like a hand upon the keys taking part in a track of lustrous silent gold. Bathed in gold she sits, upon her knees Her silent fingers, palm upward, lie at ease,.
Priest of Silence through And the entire whispering nuns of respiring blent With Silence’s self, he walks, the door beside Stands the moonwashed sentinel to wreck Its lichened sleep. right here halts the retinue. The priest among his arms we could his beads Purr down. The nuns the undying period Fill with the entire nonetheless depression of breath. He gateward turns. The sentinel his mace Lifts in calm indifference. on the stroke The dozing gate wakes yawning again upon the place gaunt Orion, swinging via.