72 Epithalamion HARK, hearer, hear what I do; lend a thought now, make believe We are leafwhelmed somewhere with the hood Of some branchy bunchy bushybowered wood, Southern dene or Lancashire clough or Devon cleave, That leans along the loins of hills, where a candycoloured, where      a gluegold-brown Marbled river, boisterously beautiful,...Learn More

45 I WAKE and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hoürs we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must, in yet longer light's delay.      With witness I speak this. But where I say Hours I mean years, mean life. And my lament Is cries countless, cries like dead letters sent To dearest him...Learn More

47 MY own heart let me have more pity on; let Me live to my sad self hereafter kind, Charitable; not live this tormented mind With this tormented mind tormenting yet.    I cast for comfort I can no more get By groping round my comfortless, than blind Eyes in their dark can day or thirst can find Thirst's all-in-all in all a world of wet. Soul,...Learn More

70 To his Watch MORTAL my mate, bearing my rock-a-heart Warm beat with cold beat company, shall I Earlier or you fail at our force, and lie The ruins of, rifled, once a world of art? The telling time our task is; time's some part, Not all, but we were framed to fail and die— One spell and well that one. There, ah thereby Is comfort's carol of all...Learn More

29 Felix Randal FELIX RANDAL the farrier, O he is dead then? my duty all ended, Who have watched his mould of man, big-boned and hardy-     handsome Pining, pining, till time when reason rambled in it and some Fatal four disorders, fleshed there, all contended? Sickness broke him. Impatient he cursed at first, but mended Being anointed and all;...Learn More

_17 The Loss of the Eurydice Foundered March 24. 1878_ 1 THE Eurydice—it concerned thee, O Lord: Three hundred souls, O alas! on board,     Some asleep unawakened, all un- warned, eleven fathoms fallen 2 Where she foundered! One stroke Felled and furled them, the hearts of oak!     And flockbells off the aerial Downs' forefalls beat to the...Learn More

3 The Habit of Perfection ELECTED Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear. Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb: It is the shut, the curfew sent From there where all surrenders come Which only makes you eloquent. Be shellèd, eyes, with double dark And find the uncreated...Learn More

35 Ribblesdale EARTH, sweet Earth, sweet landscape, with leavès throng And louchèd low grass, heaven that dost appeal To, with no tongue to plead, no heart to feel; That canst but only be, but dost that long— Thou canst but be, but that thou well dost; strong Thy plea with him who dealt, nay does now deal, Thy lovely dale down thus and thus bids...Learn More

37 The Blessed Virgin compared to the Air we Breathe WILD air, world-mothering air, Nestling me everywhere, That each eyelash or hair Girdles; goes home betwixt The fleeciest, frailest-flixed Snowflake; that's fairly mixed With, riddles, and is rife In every least thing's life; This needful, never spent, And nursing element; 10 My more than meat...Learn More

66 REPEAT that, repeat, Cuckoo, bird, and open ear wells, heart-springs, delight-     fully sweet, With a ballad, with a ballad, a rebound Off trundled timber and scoops of the hillside ground,     hollow hollow hollow ground: The whole landscape flushes on a sudden at a sound....Learn More

62 DENIS, whose motionable, alert, most vaulting wit Caps occasion with an intellectual fit. Yet Arthur is a Bowman: his three-heeled timber'll hit The bald and bóld blínking gold when áll's dóne Right rooting in the bare butt's wincing navel in the sight       of the sun.       . . . . . . . ....Learn More

_34 As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme; As tumbled over rim in roundy wells Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name; Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: Deals out that being indoors each one dwells; Selves—goes itself; myself it speaks and...Learn More