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The Heart of a Woman And The Stars I Want to Die While You Love Me The Suppliant Welt Youth Eucalyptus Trees When I Behold the Greatest Wonder and Joy Doubt Her Eyes A Last Prayer September Tides Aeglamour's Soliloquy The Hour-Glass How He Saw Her Hymn to Cynthia Hymn to the Belly On Lucy, Countess of Bedford |
Winecellars Thankful, my country, be to him who first Brought hither from Australia oversea Sapling or seed of the undeciduous tree Whose grave and sombre foliage fears no burst Of heat from summer-naked heavens, nor thirst Though all the winter is rainless, and the bee Starves, finding not a blossom. Patiently The great roots delve, and feel though deep-immersed Some layer of ancient moisture, and the leaves Perish not, hanging pointed in the sky. To see these lofty trunks gray-barked and broad Wall with clear shade a long white southern road I have been as one devoted, who receives An impulse or a promise from on high. |