And I heard faint voices through the clamor
That over the neighbors' gardens came
Past the high brick wall where yellow roses
Clambered and crept like a tawny flame.
That over the neighbors' gardens came
Past the high brick wall where yellow roses
Clambered and crept like a tawny flame.
And the tall dove-cote so oddly gabled
Where a plump dove preened his moony breast
Was a Gothic spire of grey and silver
Clear outlined on the rosy west.
Where a plump dove preened his moony breast
Was a Gothic spire of grey and silver
Clear outlined on the rosy west.
And the flowers by the warm bricks growing
Red, golden, violet—at a glance
Were splendid knights and ladies riding
To the crowning of the King of France.
Red, golden, violet—at a glance
Were splendid knights and ladies riding
To the crowning of the King of France.
Still, when I read of green Domremy
I can see that narrow garden plot
Where I grew heartsease and ragged-sailors
In a border of forget-me-not.
I can see that narrow garden plot
Where I grew heartsease and ragged-sailors
In a border of forget-me-not.
Of its pebbled path and straggling laurels
I think when I hear of Blessed Jeanne—
Of its climbing, tawny yellow roses
That smelled like honey and cinnamon.
I think when I hear of Blessed Jeanne—
Of its climbing, tawny yellow roses
That smelled like honey and cinnamon.
ANGEL-FISH
Looking down over the edge of the rocks
The dark green, moveless water
Seemed solid as jade itself,
As the lucent jade of Ceylon.
The dark green, moveless water
Seemed solid as jade itself,
As the lucent jade of Ceylon.
A flicker—a palpitant curve of light,
Elusive, vivid, serene
As the wave of the mer-queen's crystal fan.
Elusive, vivid, serene
As the wave of the mer-queen's crystal fan.
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