'Tis the feast of corn, 'tis the feast of bread,
On the dear scene returned to, witnessed again!
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The milky sky, the hazy, slender trees,
Seem smiling on the light costumes we wear,--
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To you these lines for the consoling grace
Of your great eyes wherein a soft dream shines,
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When I had pushed the narrow garden-door,
Once more I stood within the green retreat;
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It weeps in my heart
As it rains on the town.
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With long sobs
the violin-throbs
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Before your light quite fail,
Already paling star,
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You were not over-patient with me, dear;
This want of patience one must rightly rate:
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Hills and fences hurry by
Blent in greenish-rosy flight,
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Leaf-strewing gales
Utter low wails
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Your soul is as a moonlit landscape fair,
Peopled with maskers delicate and dim,
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In the deserted park, silent and vast,
Erewhile two shadowy glimmering figures passed.
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Tranquil in the twilight dense
By the spreading branches made,
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The sun, less hot, looks from a sky more clear;
The roses in their sleepy loveliness
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Give ear unto the gentle lay
That's only sad that it may please;
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See, blossoms, branches, fruit, leaves I have brought,
And then my heart that for you only sighs;
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Oh, heavy, heavy my despair,
Because, because of One so fair.
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Hope shines--as in a stable a wisp of straw.
Fear not the wasp drunk with his crazy flight!
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I've seen again the One child: verily,
I felt the last wound open in my breast,
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Kiss! Hollyhock in Love's luxuriant close!
Brisk music played on pearly little keys,
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Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville.
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Dame mouse patters
Black against the shadow grey;
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It is you, it is you, poor better thoughts!
The needful hope, shame for the ancient blots,
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It rains in my heart
As it rains on the town,
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It shall be, then, upon a summer's day:
The sun, my joy's accomplice, bright shall shine,
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It weeps in my heart
As it rains on the town.
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Off, be off, now, graceless pack:
Get you gone, lost children mine:
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Powdered and rouged as in the sheepcotes' day,
Fragile 'mid her enormous ribbon bows,
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The wind the other night blew down the Love
That in the dimmest corner of the park
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I am the Empire in the last of its decline,
That sees the tall, fair-haired Barbarians pass,--the while
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