Choice of you shuts up that peacock-fan
The future was, in which temptingly spread
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Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
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That Whitsun, I was late getting away:
Not till about
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Side by side, their faces blurred,
The earl and countess lie in stone,
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What are days for?
Days are where we live.
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Once I am sure there's nothing going on
I step inside, letting the door thud shut.
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What do they think has happened, the old fools,
To make them like this? Do they somehow suppose
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Marrying left your maiden name disused.
Its five light sounds no longer mean your face,
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I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.
Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare.
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If I were called in
To construct a religion
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I saw three ships go sailing by,
Over the sea, the lifting sea,
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There is an evening coming in
Across the fields, one never seen before,
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The eye can hardly pick them out
From the cold shade they shelter in,
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Talking in bed ought to be easiest,
Lying together there goes back so far,
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At one the wind rose,
And with it the noise
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New eyes each year
Find old books here,
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When I see a couple of kids
And guess he's ******* her and she's
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Coming up England by a different line
For once, early in the cold new year,
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Why should I let the toad work
Squat on my life?
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Since we agreed to let the road between us
Fall to disuse,
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Those long uneven lines
Standing as patiently
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You do not come dramatically, with dragons
That rear up with my life between their paws
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Groping back to bed after a piss
I part the thick curtains, and am startled by
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Love, we must part now: do not let it be
Calamitious and bitter. In the past
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Down stucco sidestreets,
Where light is pewter
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Closed like confessionals, they thread
Loud noons of cities, giving back
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The widest prairies have electric fences,
For though old cattle know they must not stray
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About twenty years ago
Two girls came in where I worked -
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Why did I dream of you last night?
Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light
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When first we faced, and touching showed
How well we knew the early moves,
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