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YQUMG IS THE BLOOD
Fifty Poems
fey
lofeert H. Fetterly
B.A.* Montana State University, 1935
Presented in partial fulfillment of the
requirement for the degree of
Master of Arts*
Montana State University
1940
Approved*
Chairman of Board
of Examiners
H - 4. 6 a U u , ^
Chairman of Committee
on Graduate Study
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Young is the blood that yonder
Succeeds to rlok and fold,
Fresh are the form, and favour
And new the minted moulds
fhe thoughts are old*
mmvoms
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Part I
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rs&s: siaaf
Iren though my eyes are placing
flowers in her hair,
Wren though my heart goes raoing
forth to meet her there—
Even though jjf ears are hearing
More than melody,
Wren though her eyes are clearing
Splendid ways for me­
llow can we he fully knowing
loTe at this first sight?
How can we know winds blowing?
How can we know night?
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Too isoTO* and, watching you, 2 am aware ^
Qt subtle shadows on the sophistfy
0£ /oar demeanor; ehadaa I cannot a w
Portray the solT /on hide with war/ ear**
the ©Tertaaea and andertones, onboard,
While you are speaking with a studied art.
Sing apid»-w»^-^4«^ia Sferwgr heart#
BeToaiisg weaning hidden by the word.
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SVASIGiiS
from your evading what yon felt* I knew
Better than if yon spoke three words to me
ifith eyes and touch to guarantee them true*
and, though you made no movement, I could see
you drop three violets on ay face, and lean
$o kiss them where they fell*
fhe golden-singing Bird*
J§r heart let go
I did not mean
fo answer what had not Been said, and so,
Although
sand, I feigned as Best I eould.
But something more than words was in the sound
And my evasion said it t h e r e we stood
together, knowing all*
And then we found
fhe silence leading us By ways that reach
A world beyond the borderland of speech.
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hove, when this mountain Is lowered*
We shall haw© been
long In the limbo of lost,
Forgotten non*
Until this mountain
baling
fallen*
'’
She gothic evergreens *
She cliff, the song
Of wind, the trillion flowers,
She bed of fern.
She fire-weed flowing in color
Down the b u m .
She deer, the birds, the cougars—
Ail that >»»* been—
let us consider this moment
Safe until then.
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SOUTH M m *
Q m winter night, ohill and dry.
While stars were starching their westward wear
Over the onyx globe of sly,
f« walled, as ear# of oar path as they.
Over the wooded hill to lie
gloss la ay seat*
A cool bouquet
Of piae-spiee blew from the grove nearby* .
with hisses for eGauaeats, there we lay
falling philosophy and love.
And ones you startled the aoented air
With speech, "Orion is watching ua.
See M e lying at ease above
the mountains?"
stars were everywhere;
There lay Orion, envious.
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JDIiX0<HJ2
We have attained the mountain top; the star
Within our grasp
Is one that only greater fools than we are
would dare to el&sp*
Better to leap for the star and know we tried*
f«^iag the drop—
Better to fall free a star than he satisfied
On a mountain top#
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f
im m
m
word
I have no word that-yea would understand*
he thought to bear ay pulse to you unchanged.
We wander in a dawnin& age. estranged
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the void between oar minds* but* hand in hand.
A MiMgiMg flows between me from the whole
Of one self to the ether*
Heart and soul
And body so commune without the aid
Oaf brains too young in tiae to have a way
Of speaking.
What m
feel cannot be said
Save by the eyes that sear before men thought,
The flesh that pulsed with pain and love before
fhat flesh was man* the yearning that* today»
Man names his soul*
ter minds command no door
Opening self to self; yet love is naught
Sat knowing what we do net need to say*
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fOSTAED sT.ragp
Be aolid In my turns that I say keep
Teu with 10 as I drift into the deep
Talley beyond the mountain range of sleep.
Or leave your hand with m that I may Jsnoir
Ita comfort here in mine, if 1 am slow
With thought. and you should be the first to
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WORM t€® £ARTIMQ
How life had damned our love before mm sm tl
Had destined love, saying* *11 shall not fee**
He can net halt our heart-beat, nor forget,
And I see Mill# Hope for you and me*
Sine* all we Jceep is memory and dreams*
let them transcend reality and sham:
Remember love as more than what it seems;
Remember as as mem than what I am*
Male no foredoomed attempt to understand;
Our minis but tarnish every dream they touch,
nothing to know but this: in a lost land
there ones was one who loved you overmuch.
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fin*- ends for two together|
iNTlntarfi m
Separately.
Sever
Gar. we know
Swmx defeated lovej
X* ean keep
Only the hopes that M v e
Only in sleep. ;;
fhls one last look most he
One that will hold
4 U we shall never see#
Toting or old.
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Out from the cool white house you. walked with mo.
Both wondering how the closing of a door
Bad out the cords that fettered us before
In a world not of our making*
fo build our world*
tfe were free
Breathing a sorcery
Of blue salt-wind, we walked upon a floor '
like sun-dust Ha a darkened corridor.
And played in the quicksilver wonder of the sea.
We teilt a splendor of supernal skies
Above m empire bound by sea and sand
And found the answer waiting in our eyes
For all lore asked of lovers in that land*
So made a kingdom there; we shared a throne*
Exiled, we face a dreary world alone*
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BROKBf e m & S
Life drew
A circle in space
And looked for two
To till tiie place j
And* finding you
And ae, he said,
•Build here*"
We looked ahead
And built a heme,
A haven trom fear,
A shrine to life#
Bat when a certain hour had cone,
He took the knife
Of chance; he cut between us two.
And said, wYour work is through,**
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AFt&R A IUSE
Shan i(hen he heard the daneing Spanish tune.
He gare m . sign* he did net raise his apes
Frois his hook, though suddenly they saw no words*
Tot oTen then ho longed to go alone
Into the night and speak her name again*
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fonigfet I t e
A
sleet on the snow,
aflimi T M S g f Shared with fS&l
a«w was the weather that we %**«».
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Stra and the way the soft sprays blow*
Yen never saw this northern sky
that now drips soli.
Soaring the sleet m
Bat it*# good to know,
crusted snow,
Shat yon feesr susser where yea H e #
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LASD GIFfS
Her« ia say song* sang to you £rtm this hill*
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eye® looking to you beyond this night;
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love, ellabing the wind to you; mg will
listening
t m
your words in every sound;
My hand in yours (I fool, & stone grow worm);
Hero is ay body, pressed open the ground*
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VICARIOUS
Two lovers room next door, and 1
Watch then go byj
A nisi of spring moves with them as
They slowly pass.
And daffodils walk down, the street
Around their foot*.
1 know them very well, and yet
VO have net met,
Sat when she smiles at him 1 see
Von anile at me.
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She was & goddess girl «e»e late in time
Shea all the mytha were told and all the stars
Wore named, ft
like luces
VftS meant to lire for mankind in a rime that mm would keep alive as long as man
Bad need of beauty.
Bat insatiate death
Sailed, and the perfect one released M m breath
And, being nothing, teas immortal then.
Between, the stars,, the toid; and in the wold,,
he dust, no atom, only the ultimate sold*
frua nothingness too east £me thought, tee eld*
Only nothing a m never be destroyed i
Only what now is. net will always bet
heath is oar only immortality.
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&e®m£sm
1 learned too long ago tor m
to remember
Quite when X learned t since loveliness is fleet,
Best to accept the blackening of the ember
With only the thought that X shall know the heat
And splendor of red castles of coals burning
Whenever I sit with fire-warmth at my feet*
Mountains, pursuing me, call as X am turning
Away from the mountains, “Sever forget us when
Oceans and eities entrance you,"
fhat X shall return oheers me,
Still, knowing
Bit years have been
long since you oame through sun-wind, bronze hair blowing,
fo coil «y life around your life, and then—
loveliness, hew can X cease to grieve at your going?
How, Persephone, oan X love again?
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Mr
oe is echoing away from me to silenoes
with all the uBremeiafcered sounds of
Her grace Is a silhouette gliding alcmg the
eurre of years down the earth-slope
to darfoesss*:
Her eyes have found far caverns ia the cliffs
: of the past to hide froa my seeling*
Her lore is like a leaf that sixths through
depths of quiet water to rest m sand
at the floor of the peel*
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Be walked Beside the waves, ©ailing her name; ;
Bo fl-nanmr to his cry, a**d no on© came.
Ho threw the eall out to the windy sea ,
With no one there to hear the name hat me*
He saw a© then and silently turned away
As X approached.' Smiling, X e&id, ’‘Bine day.* '
He nodded* wishing x mould pass alms* .
X felt the wish, hut, wondering what was wrong
lad hoping I might help, X stayed to ash,
*You lose m m m m m T 9 Be winced, and then a mask
MarBled hie youthful features; hut his eyes
Were husy with appraisal said surmise •
fhe lire eyes seemed to place me with the men
Been ones, forgottan, never seen again.
*1 lest someone,” he said; "She promised me
fhat I would always find her hy the sea'
If X would walk the shore, calling her name;
And I was net alone until you ease*”
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m A ® m m of a sarratiye
tart
in
Ion Ifli Qualls .firam Bonae Sub Regno
Cynarae *
Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
Shore fell thy shadow, Synaral thy breath was shed
Upon ay soul between the kisses and the wine;
j$d I was desolate and aick of an old passion,
Y e a , 2 was desolate and bowed my head;
1 have been faithful to thee, Cynaral in my fashion.
firnest Petrson
*
I am not what Z was under the influence
of good Cynara.
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Close ycrar eyes
Until the dayi
lareaja, lovely one*
learn ay way
to oheat toe Cheat’s design.
Until toe light
Makes us see
toe we are.
I am he.
Tear love— you are sine*
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SGSffET
Tea* search jour life end la*lug your gifts to m i
Words delicate as lady-slippers growing
lent in the fera-aist under cedar trees,
lad words like wild tiger lilies blowing
Beside the wind-oarved water, and, to tease
Me fro© ©j moods, 'bmqmts of words bestowing
Tour seeret. store of heart-sweet poetry#
And I must stay and read jour soul, laxowing
that 1 sen giro you only worthless things j
Bome gifts, but only those that 1 ean buy;
Sane words, but not the honest word that sings
.its truth*
1 hare no answer to your ery* .
And I must listen and receive with only
Words that would pain and leave you shamed and lonely*
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m m m
#e apeak no »oap4» b u t yo u r remembering ^ rts
See th a t ay e y e s , rem em bering to o , h are planned
A m ooting o f more th an e y e s , a m eeting. o f hand
And fle s h * o f U p s and b re a s t, o f m o o n lit lie #
Mot meant to he ■believed*
Knowing th e y rjU s
Men pay fo r p re ju d ic e , we understand
A n a tu ra l tr u th and goodness th a t are banned
And warped by voodoo d o c trin e s in d is g u is e *
Our l i t t l e
than
lo r e ean y e t h e ld so mush more
In s t and d is illu s io n m e n t— th is dreasi.
D enying a l l th e y e ars we were denied
And shamed, transcends th e tra in in g o f a eoore
O f ye ars ru le d by h yp o crisy d e ifie d *
We loos* th e G recian gods o f e a rth and stream *
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SOHHET
"Wo are alone with no time loft for lies,
And no hope left for profit by evasion.
This is the final hour we have for why’s
That solve or leave unsolved the ripe equation
Of you pins me, who still are two unknowns.
Only a surgical skill of truth that outs
Through dressing flesh and blood to atruotural hones
Can leave the dream alive when time*s door shuts
Between us now*"
Speaking, I saw the fear
Of truth leap in your eyes and flee ay face.
And even as we drained cur last embrace
Of what was left* I knew the dream was near
Its death.
But dreams are longer than men at dyingj
It will not die, and I must hear its crying.
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MflOMAXISAfXG*
I should not be astonished to discover
Our lore is also hats: whoa mlcr spawned
the eell that was-, la time to spawn th e lover
My synthesis of centuries that dawned
And passed, forever aliaping over and over
the pJLa»ytiling* life* no godhead node a bend
With life* promising to provide that rover
With answers*
Oods have given nan no wend
to touch the reel to the ideal*
lad man*
A -sensitive easing filled with flesh, and bones
Still motivated by desires that span
All time* ha& little in himself he owns*.....*
Smr clever pride contrives to blame on fate
Our failure, love compounded so w ith h a te I
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fears oaanet anawer ©#*
Bo you pretend
To shape love to convenience hy denial
And declaration, honesty and gullet
If this Is y m r woman* s way, 1 ash an end*
fleas# count' mm oat.
so doufclolook year door;
fash me over the precipice Into the past* .
four lust a drink that we can know the., last
la d then eoaent the corpse under th e floor.
Eon to your friends who never knew j^y face.,
lad feed another’s hunger oak# mid wine.
If I have not yet gained a sovereign place
Within your love. I’ll take the void tor sine*
Ho raore of sip and starve, of yes and no*
Make room within your life or let no go*
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J u s t now, re v o lte d by poetic past
lauding Illusion, sielt of agr jeweled phras©
Polished to give that cheap Delilah, lust,
She finest possible ornseat of praise— ~'
KxuMiag- from proof that all our hells are not
In the hereafter, now on the field of night
ihere all ray fated, battles hate been fought
Under the flaming towers, I swore to write _■
llih sold m
this lava that the flora©
Might show to those who followed me on© truth
Burned in the atone before these gates, ray nan©
Signed for the ©yes of all defeated youth.
Jet eves here— truly this land is hell—
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love W the only truth that I ©an spell*
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G£ ? M » f i
S&ttur®
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Here is a I)la&© to shape whistles
Or smilpture for a shelf*
Useful for paring potatoes—
Handy for ending oneself.
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T h is la lh « house th a t
m u
b u ilt
F o r th ose who wake froa d r easin g ;
H ere is the te n a n t, laughing in glee,
P o in tin g M s finger and screaming.
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Mountain, a& m a t ancient lather—
Infinite soil, my destined lotah—
Crouching t m m at night against
The dawn of the moon—
Acknowledge me, the prodigal.
Descendant of jour soil and stone ;
Wash us with jour winds; anoint me;
Take me hone.
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Fisherm en
on
th e clo ud w ith th e p u rp le s a il
Kav© dropped a n e t o f r a in to e a rth *
Why a re th ey hasty th e re ,
B raggi»g tild M & o f a ir ?
What bare th e y caught?
I h ea r them h a il
f h© w ind w ith thunder m irth *
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FROM G&ASXTM fJUBK
looking down from the Garden. Wall
At four elk trying the morning;
Hearing the coneys on the trail
Whistle greeting and warning;
Searching the cliff and the white-hark pines
for big horn sheep and elves—
We were not leaving ourselves behind;
We were fin d in g o u rs e lv e s .
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m
m imm
I stood on rook where the width of the river was crushed
Between the worn and fitted walls of stone*
X stood as near as I dared! the passion rushed
Foaming and roaring past*
X stood alone,
But something or someone not X was with mm there—
Kith me or in me.
Someone who wished me dead
Bared mm to take one step onto the air,
Bows to the water.
"Harare go first," I said.
She someone smiled and stepped from me, whereon
the water leaped and oaught him.
Breaking ay word,
I stood fast,
whatever it was w m gone,
ind only water, net death, m s whirling past.
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w m
t m
Fxmf
c o ld
rnm m m m and fees the end of over-ripe fruit,
fh* end of seatiiaaiital M i a n stunner*
Lush earth, & day ago the absolute
Romanticist, the adolescent nuismer,
Has now matured*
Adversity has brought
fhe end of dalliance, but further growth
Is promised*
Earth, austere, has turned to thought
And strength-renewing rest*
I am not loath
fo olear my brain of too aaoh blood for thinking;
So eount, with earth, the losses and the winnings;
fo look at sleep and death with eyes unwinding,
Pondering on the ends that bring beginnings*
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There sat the coney *
The little meek rabbit,
4 mouse-eared hermit in a habit of &m$*
There I stood, lonely
As the trees that tod grown
The last foot fast tto timber-line into tit© anow-line,
Only mankind can be lonely as they *
fearful of frightening M i
Into grey lightning*
Still as the cliffs I stood;
He sat there alone
On the rook like a stone*
Like an old idol carved from grey wood*
"He*s very improbable»n
X heard him say,;
»Be isa*t a fast like a hawk or a limb*
Can he be realf
How does it feel to him
Here on the snmmit. on top of the riu?
How did he come?
It isn*t an everyday
Happenstance seeing a being like him*
What is he doing here?
that is his whim?
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How was Ho born, and what does He eat?
ihat Is Ho brewing here, looking at me
With eyes that mg eyes cannot meet?**
A wind that was daneing
Her way up the mountain.
Chancing to think of a new pirouette,
Paused for a count, and,
Circling, blew to hi®
Stench of decadence, stiflingly new to him,
Odors an animal cannot forgot*
There I stood, seeing
So little grey being,
Bit only the rock where the coney had been*
Motionless, listening,
1 heard the whistling
Prayer of the coney:
!Clods of the wind,
Gods of the wilderness, hold in your care and bless
All helpless animals trembling near*
I hare smelled evil; the eyes of a devil
Saw me and held me enchanted with fear*
Hide me, a monster is here*8
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OTIlAflOW
Corae cm up here,
the air is fine
And solid -underfoot.
fhe gods and 1
dre sipping wine.
Corae, leave jour hunger-root.
Conjure a dreau
fo twinkle you here;
Prink icimortality breath.
Why be bound
fo earth, fear,
Mediocrity, death?
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loath* 4eaaii4i&g your share
Of ecstasy. have eare
la ehooslnei it*
Fear taking ecstasy
fee easily;
Beware
Of lasins it*
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amuses
M3te>' not lo o k a t th e aeon; nati© no atari
Keep your ayes from the h ills where pine trees ere
A fte r that word and deed*
%*
In s ilh o u e tte ,
Cut yoxir pride on g la ss and watoh i t fcleed
Such p r id e -le ttin g mayfce can aak® aeeads*
pare not think of past lore or present friends;
Hide your eyes fros the loveliness in sight*
You were unkind; yea ore oottdetined tonight.
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t© forget • m
other art
@ozi hrlag iron certain root*
foo-^eh-rememhered eats the heart
As cancer eats the hreast.
fhen, though yea live as long as I
Hare Hired, you need not see
Why women waste away and die
Qt too such memory,
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UPERIMMf
I mm a white rat in & maze
HerMmg assents, hours, days
With tut a $uarter-i»ch of teala
fo solve the puzzle that a mam.
Whose mind is an infinity.
Has built to be a trap for me.
One way out— -or maybe none—
Countless ways that I say run.
But even the one way of salvation
May be only a w frustration*
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The two m m met and spoke and were as friends.
And felt that they were friends; they laughed and thought
together, and they tried as conradea would
To share and be frie n d s ; yet the two were not.
For with eaoh one, the self that is not seen,
the asa within the man that is the soul,
More vast than he who steaks and seems the man.
Was silent and not subjeot to control*
Onseen, the inner beings went with them
through, all the two men did and spoke no word;
The two souls watched eaoh other silently,
Sensitive, lonely, pitifully unheard*
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DEPARTURE
Two old friends died yesterday,
Two God-fearing men*
Their blurring eyes» watery-grey.
Held frightened doubts lips dared net say
Then.
two old friezes who childishly
Talked of the past, of weather,
Keep each other company.
Pilgrims In eternity
together.
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Why should he press
The s e t t le to his breast?
Why should ho sip
Slow poison to sloop
through the pain-warning?
the animal yearning
For pease from pain
Xs the eamal in man*
&od male it man*s. duty
fo suffer unduly*
It would be iB&oral
To lessen the sorrow,
the nettle is good;
The poison is food.
His aether has said so
hud also he read so.
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cmrnmms
See the slow and certain turning
Of the aan who knows his way
Is away from the fire* horning
Still, where ©nee his body lay.
Bearing branches to build higher
Flames, he goes the way of men.
Back to he one# store the pyre.
Back into the fire again*
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X ean same three:
A tool wild for life
Is on# in me |
Another is & sage
Wise far beyond my age;
the third, the hoy and nan
Whom all men see.
Bat who are they.
Or who is he.
Hiding away
Sven from met
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CATHARSIS
I see the tragic flaw la him; I know
Enough of what he la* what made him so#
the fault that shades a sure catastrophe
For him is shaping something here ia me#
fiow I despise the man#
fie has no claim
On the love that gives ®$ fault another name*
Self love tiiat struggles to e o n c ilia te
conscience with catharsis of m? hate#
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m m m m m
Remembering that tira© and place
Had ray wild intent that wan broken
By pity in understanding eyes
fixat allowed b o word to he spoken*
fhe truth that struck ay flesh of lies
Strikes again, and* stricken,
%
body falls at ay spirit’s feet*
Seeing it there, I sicken*
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sisi
Csaee we were frie n d a ,
Is d frie n d s we still Bight he
Sad you not seen and let a# see
The foolish, selfish fault in me*
So friendship ends*
Ms enessy*
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SMAST
Z m may a traitor lives with you
feistiag your life ahout.
And tharfi 1* nothin/? vow <>*»> 4a
To turn the..traitor eel*
feu say you flat no way to oope
With one who. day or night.
Can male a mockery of hope
Anil make a lie of light*
Easy to k i l l M m , shouAd you t r y ,
f i t h p o is o n , k n ife , o r guaj
IK # yo*1 eo u ld n ever ehoose to d ie
fo k i l i th e a lie n one*
That s e lf is ' d a rk e r th an you d are
To s a y . nore d ead ly than
Ten d are h e U e v e i h u t many share
Tour l e t *
I serve the man*
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X #eo» to lire, n o t fo r m yself .o lo s o *
B at a l» o fo r a man whose s o l* * '.In me
gchoes th e h e a rtb e a t o f a cen tu ry
dead*
th is phantaa p rim itiv e has known
So word to apeak to a e , O at he ap p ears,
A shadow As a le e p ; end ho ea& reco g n ize
H is lo n g lo s t hose with th a n k fu l, sharp s u rp ris e
IThen 1. walk through th e w ild e rn e s s *
He hears \
The sane faniliar hotse-aong that was song
When life was his and a l l .hip: world was. young*
He hogs » e , w ith a tre m b lin g o f my hand,
A c ry in g in ay w in d , to understand
H is hose and keep h is lo v e fo r i t a liv e *
1 l i r e fo r two th a t he
may
s t i l l s u rv iv e *
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BIBLIOGRAPHY *
1*
Alden, Raymond Macdonald* An Introduction to
Poetry* H. Holt and company, XfW*
2. Lanier, Sidney, fhe Science of English Verge,
C. Scribner1s sons. Mew York, 1901".
8,
Poe, Idgar Allen, Essays, English, and American,
P. F. Collier and son. Mew York, ll'l'O.
4,
Housaan, Alfred Edward, fhe lame and Mature of
Poetry. Macmillan, Toronto, 1933.
5,
Aristotle, Poetics. (Smith, lames H., fhe Great
Critics, i, W. Morton, Mew York, 1932.1
6.
Wordsworth, William, fhe lyrical Ballads, (Preface),
Buekworth and Go., London, 1926.
V.
Coleridge, Samuel faylor, Biographia Literaria,
G. Bell and sons, London, 1965.
♦ fhis bibliography is meant to cover only the books
in the field of technique and criticism that I have
studied with the most attention in the past several
years.
fhe poets I have read most frequently are A. B.
Housman, 1. A. Robinson, and Poe.
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