NOVEMBER NIGHT RELEASE TRIAD SNOW ANGUISH TRAPPED MOON-SHADOWS SUSANNA AND THE ELDERS YOUTH THE GUARDED WOUND WINTER NIGHT WINDS ARBUTUS ROMA AETERNA "HE'S KILLED THE MAY . . ." AMAZE SHADOW MADNESS THE WARNING SAYING OF IL HABOUL FATE DEFIED LAUREL IN THE BERKSHIRES NIAGARA THE GRAND CANYON NOW BARABBAS WAS A ROBBER FOR LUCAS CRANACH'S _Eve_ THE SOURCE BLUE HYACINTHS PART II TO WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE PLEDGE HYPNOS, GOD OF SLEEP EXPENSES ON SEEING WEATHER-BEATEN TREES ADVENTURE OH, LADY, LET THE SAD TEARS FALL DIRGE THE SUN-DIAL OLD LOVE AH ME . . . ALAS PERFUME OF YOUTH RAPUNZEL VENDOR'S SONG AVIS DOOMSDAY GRAIN FIELD SONG PIERROT THE MONK IN THE GARDEN TO THE DEAD IN THE GRAVEYARD UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW THE MOURNER NIGHT ROSE-MARY OF THE ANGELS ANGÉLIQUE CHIMES MAD-SONG MY BIRDS THAT FLY NO LONGER THE WITCH CRY OF THE NYMPH TO EROS CRADLE-SONG TO MAN WHO GOES SEEKING IMMORTALITY, BIDDING HIM LOOK NEARER HOME THE LONELY DEATH LO, ALL THE WAY AUTUMN THE ELGIN MARBLES THE CRUCIFIXION THE FIDDLING LAD THE IMMORTAL RESIDUE PART ONE BIRTH-MOMENT Behold her, Running through the waves, Eager to reach the land: The water laps her, Healthy, brine-drenched and young, Behold Desire new-born;-- Desire on first fulfilment's radiant edge, Love at miraculous moment of emergence, This is she, Who running, Hastens, hastens to the land. Look . . . Look . . . Her brown gold hair and lucent eyes of youth, Her body rose and ivory in the sun . . . Look, How she hastens, Running, running to the land. Her hands are yearning and her feet are swift To reach and hold She knows not what, Yet knows that it is life; Need urges her, Self, uncomprehended but most deep divined, Unwilled but all-compelling, drives her on. Life runs to life. She who longs, But hath not yet accepted or bestowed, All virginal dear and bright, Runs, runs to reach the land. And she who runs shall be Married to blue of summer skies at noon, Companion to green fields, Held bride of subtle fragrance and of all sweet sound, Belovéd of the stars, And wanton mistress to the veering winds. Oh, breathless space between: Womb-time just passed, Dark-hidden, chaotic-formative, unpersonal, And individual life of fresh-created force Not yet begun: One moment more Before desire shall meet desire And new creation start: Oh breathless space, While she, Just risen from the waves, Runs, runs to reach the land. (Ah, keenest personal moment When mouth unkissed turns eager-slow and tremulous Towards lover's mouth, That tremulous and eager-slow Droops down to it: But breathless space of breath or two Lies in between Before the mouth upturned and mouth down-drooped Shall meet and make the kiss.)