Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE HERMIT, by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL


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First Line: Now the quietude of earth
Last Line: Smiles, and waves, and beckons me.
Alternate Author Name(s): A. E.
Subject(s): Calm; Hermits; Placid; Undisturbed; Tranquility


NOW the quietude of earth
Nestles deep my heart within;
Friendships new and strange have birth
Since I left the city's din.

Here the tempest stays its guile,
Like a big kind brother plays,
Romps and pauses here awhile
From its immemorial ways.

Now the silver light of dawn
Slipping through the leaves that fleck
My one window, hurries on,
Throws its arms around my neck.

Darkness to my doorway hies,
Lays her chin upon the roof,
And her burning seraph eyes
Now no longer keep aloof.

And the ancient mystery
Holds its hands out day by day,
Takes a chair and croons with me
By my cabin built of clay.

When the dusky shadow flits
By the chimney nook I see
Where the old enchanter sits,
Smiles, and waves, and beckons me.





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