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Geof Huth – from Longfellow Memoranda

Geof Huth

from Longfellow Memoranda


August

214/152

beside the joyous
            so wonderful
            so full
ever shalt


215/151

gentle will flow
            decay
leafless
fraught


216/150

hearts
            o’erflowing!
behold it
& know not


217/149

beautiful
            something beautiful
wed to
all things


218/148

beloved
            watch o’er thee
alone


219/147

glorious
more glorious
bright & glorious


220/146

eddies & accident
            we whirl away
o’er unsteady floor
above the dark


221/145

o’er sunlit seas
where golden apples
            have swept us


222/144

very old
& generations
            a troop of shadows
with the sun


223/143

thou beckonest
            upon my pain
with thy mailèd hand
& I am strong


224/142

celestial
perpetual
            thy purer soul
trembles


225/141

a broad field
            the inevitable
a strife
the life


226/140

blithe & solemn
            into solemn wood
seemed kneeling
like in prayer


227/139

a ladder
            beneath
each shame
of circumstance


228/138

O thou poet
that which lieth
            is best


229/137

blushes of autumn
            ever-changing
graceful her form
& tender


230/136

subject to her breath
            spun
woven intermingled
& made


231/135

murmurs of delight
            wings
murmurs of pleasure
            words


232/134

the light
from her eyes
on her cheeks
            on the margin


233/133

public
            at what in private
impulses
flash


234/132

all evil deeds
            thoughts of ill
beneath our feet
in the bright fields


235/131

o’er me
            they swept
thought feeling desire
love laughter delight


236/130

O friend
            thy absence
o’er me
deepens


237/129

who doth stand
            shall bear
mortal breath
in a suburb of death


238/128

wisdom
            simple & childlike
like a stream
that brawls


239/127

what dwells
            on every tongue
demands no eulogy


240/126

fragrance
            of an odour
of never
wither & harden


241/125

the sound of flails
            with the open
wind
lower & louder


242/124

love
            nor voice nor sound
in silence & alone


243/123

my way
my sleep
            whose grave
were laid


244/122

I breathed
I knew
I found
I found

 
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