Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT DUCLAIR, by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD


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First Line: The song of songs my heart would make
Last Line: Its burden would be free.
Alternate Author Name(s): Radford, Ernest, Mrs.
Subject(s): Singing & Singers


THE song of songs my heart would make
Is full as the great river is,
Of summer's noon-day mysteries;
Of imaged orchards that do slake
A thirst within its flood to take
Their rapture of cool dreams.

The sun's immortal nets that strive
To catch the ripples as they move,
The pools whose deepest waters prove
A haven all the heavens contrive,
Where summer clouds may come to drive
Their cars and fleecy teams, --

The starry flowers that mark the way
By grassy margins to the wood,
The shining flowers whose quiet mood
Is as of starlight to the day, --
All these are in my song to stay
The floods of my desire.

The wandering shadows from the west
That every summer twilight brings,
To hold the stream with spreading wings,
And every fallen star whose quest
Is hidden in the river's breast,
Burn in my song like fire, --

With all the passionate tides that bear
The travail of the shrouded nights,
When hanging from their gleaming lights,
Shining like jewels set in air,
Great boats, that through the darkness fare
Sweep upwards from the sea.

So heavy in my song they lie,
These summer mysteries that break
My heart for love, that, for your sake,
If you should breathe one tiniest sigh
For love of me, the song would die,
Its burden would be free.







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