IN THE WOOD 72 AUTUMN DUSK 73 VIII _ARCTURUS IN AUTUMN_ ARCTURUS IN AUTUMN 77 “I COULD SNATCH A DAY” 78 AN END 79 FOREKNOWN 80 WINTER 81 WINTER NIGHT SONG 82 NEVER AGAIN 83 THE TUNE 84 IX _THE FLIGHT_ THE BELOVED 87 “WHEN I AM NOT WITH YOU” 88 DEDICATION 89 ON A MARCH DAY 90 LET IT BE YOU 91 THE FLIGHT 92 I THERE WILL BE STARS _On the Sussex Downs_ Over the downs there were birds flying, Far off glittered the sea, And toward the north the weald of Sussex Lay like a kingdom under me. I was happier than the larks That nest on the downs and sing to the sky, Over the downs the birds flying Were not so happy as I. It was not you, though you were near, Though you were good to hear and see, It was not earth, it was not heaven It was myself that sang in me. _August Night_ On a midsummer night, on a night that was eerie with stars, In a wood too deep for a single star to look through, You led down a path whose turnings you knew in the darkness, But the scent of the dew-dripping cedars was all that I knew. I drank of the darkness, I was fed with the honey of fragrance, I was glad of my life, the drawing of breath was sweet; I heard your voice, you said, “Look down, see the glow-worm!” It was there before me, a small star white at my feet. We watched while it brightened as though it were breathed on and burning, This tiny creature moving over earth’s floor-- “‘_L’amor che move il sole e l’altre stelle_,’” You said, and no more. _Two Minds_