Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Little Tommy Tadpole began to weep and wail,
For little Tommy Tadpole had lost his little tail;
So here, twisted in steel, and spoiled with red
your sunlight hide, smelling of death and fear,
I have just seen a beautiful thing
Slim and still,
Within the flower there lies a seed,
Within the seed there springs a tree,
You are like a pale purple flower
In the blue spring dusk
The moon drained white by day
lifts from the hill
Who has not waked to list the busy sounds
Of summer's morning, in the sultry smoke
Once as I travelled through a quiet evening, I saw a pool, jet-black and mirror-still.
This is not easy to understand
For you that come from a distant land
Tell me, is the rose naked
Or is that her only dress?.
Once more the Heavenly Power
Makes all things new,
It was passed from one bird to another,
the whole gift of the day.
The lovely things that I have watched unthinking,
Unknowing, day by day,
From my window I can see,
Where the sandhills dip,
'Twas the dingo pup to his dam that said,
"It's time I worked for my daily bread.
Beside the laughing lake of Van
A little hamlet lies;
They're burning off at the Rampadells,
The tawny flames uprise,
Once a little sugar ant made up his mind to roam-
To far away far away, far away from home.
Mes de rosas. Van mis rimas
en ronda a la vasta selva
My heart, I cannot still it,
Nest that had song-birds in it;
When summer days grow harsh
my thoughts return to my river,
That time of drought the embered air
burned to the roots of timber and grass.
The moon came to the forge
wearing a bustle of nards.
In summer's mellow midnight,
A cloudless moon shone through
This solitary hill has always been dear to me
And this hedge, which prevents me from seeing most of
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert,
Cold and final, the imagination
Shuts down its fabled summer house;
The small blue Arab stallion dances on the hill
like a glancing breaker, like a storm rearing in the sky,
"Oh, dear, now the kingly monsoon is onset with its clouds containing raindrops, as its ruttish elephants in its convoy, and with skyey flashes of lighting as i
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