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Robert Nichols - Three Songs Of The EnigmaRobert Nichols - Three Songs Of The Enigma
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I SOMETHING How long I have wished for something I know well, But what that something is I cannot tell. So often at sunrise in sad tears I wake Shivering with longing for its sake; So often at noontide when the house is still It sickens me with its unbidden ill; So often at twilight it does not seem far, Not further than the first and far-off star; All, all my life is built towards its token Yet by its near far-offness I am broken. For I am ever under something`s spell, But what that something is I cannot tell. II A WANDERING THING The hopeless rain, a sigh, a shadow Falters and drifts again, again over the meadow, It wanders lost, drifts hither . . . thither, It blows, it goes, it knows not whither. A profound grief, an unknown sorrow Wanders always my strange life thoro`, I know not ever what brings it hither, Nor whence it comes . . . nor goes it whither. III MODERN LOVE SONG Now that the evenfall is come, And the sun fills the flaring trees And everything is mad, lit, dumb, And in the pauses of the breeze A far voice seems to call me home To haven beyond woods and leas. I feel again how sharply stings The spell which binds our troubled dust With hint of divine frustrated things,— The Soul`s deep doubt and desperate trust That She at sunset shall find wings To bear her beyond NOW and MUST. So place your head against my head, And set your lips upon my lips That so I may be comforted,— For Ah ! the world so from me slips, To the World-Sunset I am sped Where Soul and Silence come to grips And Love stands sore-astonished.
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