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? THE TREE
CONTENTS
PERSONAE
LA FRAISNE 5 CINO 7 NA AUDIART
VILLONAUD FOR THIS YULE II A VILLONAUD, BALLAD OF THE GIBBET 12 MESMERISM 14 FAMAM LIBROSQUE CANO
IN TEMPORE SENECTUTIS 17
CAMARADERIE
FOR E. McC.
BALLAD FOR GLOOM 2O AT THE HEART O? ME 21
REVOLT AGAINST THE CREPUSCULAR SPIRIT IN MODERN POETRY 28
22 AN IDYL FOR GLAUCUS 22 MARVOIL 26 IN THE OLD AGE OF THE SOUL 28
AND THUS IN NINEVEH THE WHITE STAG PICCADILLY
EXULTATIONS NIGHT LITANY
SESTINA: ALTAFORTE
BALLAD OF THE GOODLY FERE
PORTRAIT
THE EYES
NILS LYKKE
"FAIR HELENA" BY RACKHAM
GREEK EPIGRAM
HISTRION
PARACELSUS IN EXCELSIS 46 A SONG OF THE VIRGIN MOTHER
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37 39 41 43 43 44 45 45 46
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? EXULTATIONS, continued SONG
PLANH FOR THE YOUNG ENGLISH KING ALBA INNOMINATA
LAUDANTES
PLANH
CANZONIERE OCTAVE
SONNET IN TENZONE SONNET
CANZON: THE YEARLY SLAIN CANZON: THE SPEAR CANZON
CANZON: OF INCENSE CANZONE : OF ANGELS SONNET: CHI E QUESTA? OF GRACE
CANZON: THE VISION
TO OUR LADY OF VICARIOUS ATONEMENT EPILOGUE
NOTES
? PERSONAE
? "Make-strong old dreams lest this our world Lose heart"
? TO MARY MOORE
? LA FRAISNE1
SCENE : The Ash Wood of Malvern.
FOR I was a gaunt, grave councillor
Being in all things wise, and very old, But I have put aside this folly and the cold That old age weareth for a cloak.
I was quite strong at least they said so The young men at the sword-play;
But I have put aside this folly, being gay In another fashion that more suiteth me.
I have curled mid the boles of the ash wood, I have hidden my face where the oak Spread his leaves over me, and the yoke
Of the old ways of men have I cast aside.
By the still pool of Mar-nan-otha
Have I found me a bride
That was a dog-wood tree some syne.
She hath called me from mine old ways, She hath hushed my rancour of council, Bidding me praise
Naught but the wind that flutters in the leaves.
She hath drawn me from mine old ways,
Till men say that I am mad;
But I have seen the sorrow of men, and am glad, For I know that the wailing and bitterness are a folly. And I ? I have put aside all folly and all grief.
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? LaFraisnel wrapped my tears in an ellum leaf And left them under a stone,
And now men call me mad because I have thrown All folly from me, putting it aside
To leave the old barren ways of men,
Because my bride
Is a pool of the wood, and
Though all men say that I am mad
It is only that I am glad,
Very glad, for my bride hath toward me a great love Which is sweeter than the love of women
That plague and burn and drive one away.
Aie-e ! 'T is true that I am gay,
Quite gay, for I have her alone here And no man troubleth us.
Once when I was among the young men . . . .
And they said I was quite strong, among the young men.
Once there was a woman . .