come nearer while I sing the ancient ways , come nearer & thine sadness whereof stars grown old,
...... in dançing silver sandalled on the sea,
sing in their high & lonely melody
I find under boughs & love & hate
small poor foolish things that live a day, eternal beauty wandering on her way.
I sing what wasn lost & dread what was won..
I walk in a battle fought over again.......
mercredi 8 octobre 2008
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