Dragonssss

Dragonssss

If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn
As housewives do a fly.

If I could see you in a year
I'd wind the months in balls
And put them into separate drawers
Until their time befalls.

If only centuries delayed
I'd count them on my hand
Subtracting 'till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen's land

If certain when this life was out
That yours and mine should be
I'd toss life yonder like a rind
And taste eternity.

But now all ignorant of length,
Of times uncertain wing,
It goads me like the goblin bee
That will not state its sting!

Dragonssss

Since there's not help, come let us kiss and part;

Nay, I am done, you get no more of me;

And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart,

That thus so cleanly I myself can free;

Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows,

And when we meet at any time again,

Be it not seen in either of our brows

That we, one jot of former love retain.

Now, at the last gasp of love's latest breath,

When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies,

When faith is kneeling by his bed of death,

And innocence is closing up his eyes,

Now, if thou would't, when all have given him over,

From death to life Thou might him yet recover.

Dragonssss

Hope is a thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings a tune without words

And never stops at all.



And sweetest, in the gale, is heard

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That keeps so many warm.



I've heard it in the chilliest land

And on the strangest sea

Yet, never, in extremity

It ask a crumb of me.

Dragonssss

The pearly treasures of the sea,

The lights that spatter heaven above,

More precious than these wonders are

My heart-of-hearts filled with your love.



The ocean's power, the heavenly sights

Cannot outweigh a love filled heart.

And sparkling stars or glowing pearls

Pale as love flashes, beams and darts.



So, little, youthful maiden come

Into my ample, feverish heart

For heaven and earth and sea and sky

Do melt as love has melt my heart.

Dragonssss

Whose woods these are I think I know;
His house is in the village, though.
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep...

Dragonssss

I many times thought peace had come

When peace was far away,

As wrecked men deem they sight the land

When far at sea they stay.



And struggle slacker, but to prove,

As hopelessly as I,

That many the fictitious shores

Before the harbor lie.

Dragonssss

I never lost as much but twice,

And that was in the sod.

Twice have I stood a beggar

Before the door of God!



Angels, twice descending,

Reimbursed my store.

Burglar, banker, father,

I am poor once more!

Dragonssss

Hope is a thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings a tune without words

And never stops at all.



And sweetest, in the gale, is heard

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That keeps so many warm.



I've heard it in the chilliest land

And on the strangest sea

Yet, never, in extremity

It ask a crumb of me.

Dragonssss

A magic moment I remember:

I raised my eyes and you were there.

A fleeting vision, the quintessence

Of all that's beautiful and rare.



I pray to mute despair and anguish

To vain pursuits the world esteems,

Long did I near your soothing accents,

Long did your features haunt my dreams.



Time passed- A rebel storm-blast scattered

The reveries that once were mine

And I forgot your soothing accents,

Your features gracefully divine.



In dark days of enforced retirement

I gazed upon grey skies above

With no ideals to inspire me,

No one to cry for, live for, love.



Then came a moment of renaissance,

I looked up- you again are there,

A fleeting vision, the quintessence

Of all that`s beautiful and rare.

Dragonssss

It lies not in our power to love or hate,

For will in us is overruled by fate.

When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,

We wish that one should love, the other win;

And one especially do we affect

Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:

The reason no man knows;

let it sufficeWhat we behold is censured by our eyes.

Where both deliberate, the love is slight:

Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?