Our Souls Have Touched Each Other By Mathilde Blind

Our Souls Have Touched Each Other Our souls have touched each other, Two fountains from one jet; Like children of one mother Our leaping thoughts…

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Pastiche By Mathilde Blind

Pastiche I. LOVE, oh, Love’s a dainty sweeting, Wooing now, and now retreating; Brightest joy and blackest care, Swift as light, and light as air….

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Perfect Union By Mathilde Blind

Perfect Union W.K.C.–3rd MARCH, 1879. ‘A free man thinks of nothing so little as of death; and his wisdom is a meditation, not of death,…

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Prelude By Mathilde Blind

Prelude What a twitter! what a tumult! what a whirr of wheeling wings! Birds of Passage hear the message which the Equinoctial brings. Birds of…

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Reapers By Mathilde Blind

Reapers Sun-Tanned men and women, toiling there together; Seven I count in all, in yon field of wheat, Where the rich ripe ears in the…

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Question And Answer By Mathilde Blind

Question And Answer ‘CAN the soul die, believe you? Because it seems to me My soul is dead and buried, So still it seems to…

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Renunciation By Mathilde Blind

Renunciation When ich Dich liebe was geht es Dich an? I. THE air is full of the peal of bells, The rhythmical pealing of marriage…

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Rest By Mathilde Blind

Rest WE are so tired, my heart and I. Of all things here beneath the sky One only thing would please us best– Endless, unfathomable…

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Scarabæus Sisyphus By Mathilde Blind

Scarabæus Sisyphus I’ve watched thee, Scarab! Yea, an hour in vain I’ve watched thee, slowly toiling up the hill, Pushing thy lump of mud before…

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Roman Anemones By Mathilde Blind

Roman Anemones THE maiden meadows softly blush Beneath the enamoured breeze, And break into one purple flush Of frail anemones. Violet and rose and vermeil…

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Rose D’Amour By Mathilde Blind

Rose D’Amour Oh haste while roses bloom below, Oh haste while pale and bright above The sun and moon alternate glow, To pluck the rose…

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Saving Love By Mathilde Blind

Saving Love Would we but love what will not pass away! The sun that on each morning shines as clear As when it rose first…

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Shakespeare By Mathilde Blind

Shakespeare YEARNING to know herself for all she was, Her passionate clash of warring good and ill, Her new life ever ground in Death’s old…

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Seeking By Mathilde Blind

Seeking In many a shape and fleeting apparition, Sublime in age or with clear morning eyes, Ever I seek thee, tantalising Vision, Which beckoning flies….

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She Stood Against The Orient Sun By Mathilde Blind

She Stood Against The Orient Sun She stood against the Orient sun, Her face inscrutable for light; A myriad larks in unison Sang o’er her,…

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Sometimes I Wonder By Mathilde Blind

Sometimes I Wonder Sometimes I wonder if you guess The deep impassioned tenderness Which overflows my heart; The love I never dare confess; Yet hard,…

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Snow Or Snowdrops By Mathilde Blind

Snow Or Snowdrops Is it snow or snowdrops’ shimmer Whitens thus the bladed grass, With a faint aërial glimmer,– Spring or winter, which did pass?…

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Sleep By Mathilde Blind

Sleep Love-cradling Night, lit by the lucent moon, Most pitiful and mother-hearted Night! Blest armistice in life’s tumultuous fight, Resolving discords to a spheral tune!…

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Song Ii By Mathilde Blind

Song Ii ALL my heart is stirring lightly Like dim violets winter-bound, Quickening as they feel the brightly Glowing sunlight underground. Yea, this drear and…

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Soul-Drift By Mathilde Blind

Soul-Drift I LET my soul drift with the thistledown Afloat upon the honeymooning breeze; My thoughts about the swelling buds are blown, Blown with the…

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Song I By Mathilde Blind

Song I OH haste while roses bloom below, Oh haste while pale and bright above The sun and moon alternate glow, To pluck the rose…

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Spring In The Alps By Mathilde Blind

Spring In The Alps THE flowers are at their Bacchanals Among the lusty green; Wild Orchis and Narcissus waltz With Marguerite for queen. Birds join…

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Sphinx-Money By Mathilde Blind

Sphinx-Money Where Pyramids and temple-wrecks are piled Confusedly on camel-coloured sands, And the mute Arab motionlessly stands, Like some swart god who never wept or…

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Soul’s Call By Mathilde Blind

Soul’s Call When you wake from troubled slumbers With a dream-bewildered brain, And old leaves which no man numbers Chattering tap against the pane; And…

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Suffering By Mathilde Blind

Suffering Oh ye, all ye, who suffer here below, Schooled in the baffling mystery of pain, Who on life’s anvil bear the fateful strain, Wrong…

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Sundered Paths By Mathilde Blind

Sundered Paths TWO travellers, worn with sun and rain And gropings o’er dim paths unknown, Meet where long separate ways have grown To one, and…

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The Abandoned By Mathilde Blind

The Abandoned SHE sat by the wayside and wept, where roses, red roses and white, Lay wasted and withered and sere, like her life and…

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The After-Glow By Mathilde Blind

The After-Glow It is a solemn evening, golden-clear– The Alpine summits flame with rose-lit snow And headlands purpling on wide seas below, And clouds and…

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The Avon By Mathilde Blind

The Avon WHAT are the Willows whispering in a row, Nodding their old heads o’er the river’s edge? What does the West wind whisper to…

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The Agnostic By Mathilde Blind

The Agnostic NOT in the hour of peril, thronged with foes, Panting to set their heel upon my head,– Or when alone from many wounds…

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The Colossi Of The Plain By Mathilde Blind

The Colossi Of The Plain Ancient of Days! Before the Trojan Wars You towered as now in your colossal prime, Watching the rosy footed morning…

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The Beautiful Beeshareen Boy By Mathilde Blind

The Beautiful Beeshareen Boy Beautiful, black-eyed boy, O lithe-limbed Beeshareen! Face that finds no maid coy, Page for some peerless queen: Some Orient queen of…

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The Dead By Mathilde Blind

The Dead The dead abide with us! Though stark and cold Earth seems to grip them, they are with us still: They have forged our…

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The Desert By Mathilde Blind

The Desert Uncircumscribed, unmeasured, vast, Eternal as the Sea; What lacks the tidal sea thou hast– Profound stability. Beneath the sun that burns and brands…

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The Dying Dragoman By Mathilde Blind

The Dying Dragoman Far in the fiery wilderness, Beyond the town of Assouan, Left languishing in sore distress, There lay a dying Dragoman. Alone amid…

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The Evening Of The Year By Mathilde Blind

The Evening Of The Year Wan mists enwrap the still-born day; The harebell withers on the heath; And all the moorland seems to breathe The…

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The Forest Pool By Mathilde Blind

The Forest Pool LOST amid gloom and solitude, A pool lies hidden in the wood, A pool the autumn rain has made Where flowers with…

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The Music-Lesson By Mathilde Blind

The Music-Lesson A thrush alit on a young-leaved spray, And, lightly clinging, It rocked in its singing As the rapturous notes rose loud and gay;…

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The Moat By Mathilde Blind

The Moat AROUND this lichened home of hoary peace, Invulnerable in its glassy moat, A breath of ghostly summers seems to float And murmur mid…

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The Moon Of Ramadân By Mathilde Blind

The Moon Of Ramadân The sunset melts upon the Nile, The stony desert glows, Beneath heaven’s universal smile, One burning damask rose; And like a…

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The Hunter’s Moon By Mathilde Blind

The Hunter’s Moon The Hunter’s Moon rides high, High o’er the close-cropped plain; Across the desert sky The herded clouds amain Scamper tumultuously, Chased by…

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The Mirror Of Diana By Mathilde Blind

The Mirror Of Diana Popular Name for Lake Nemi. SHE floats into the quiet skies, Where, in the circle of hills, Her immemorial mirror fills…

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The Mystic’s Vision By Mathilde Blind

The Mystic’s Vision Ah! I shall kill myself with dreams! These dreams that softly lap me round Through trance-like hours in which meseems That I…

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The New Proserpine By Mathilde Blind

The New Proserpine WHERE, countless as the stars of night, The daisies made a milky way Across fresh lawns, and flecked with light, Old Ilex…

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The Orange-Peel In The Gutter By Mathilde Blind

The Orange-Peel In The Gutter BEHOLD, unto myself I said, This place how dull and desolate, For lovely thoughts how all unmeet, This drear and…

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The Passing Year By Mathilde Blind

The Passing Year No breath of wind stirs in the painted leaves, The meadows are as stirless as the sky, Like a Saint’s halo golden…

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The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part I By Mathilde Blind

The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part I ‘Earth, earth on the mouth of Oran, that he may blab no more.’ Gaelic Proverb. I. THE storm…

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The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part Ii By Mathilde Blind

The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part Ii I. THERE was a windless mere, on whose smooth breast A little island, flushed with purple bloom, Lay…

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The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part Iii By Mathilde Blind

The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part Iii I. ‘A CURSE is on this work!’ Columba cried; And with their dark robes flapping in the gale,…

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The Red Sunsets Ii, 1883 By Mathilde Blind

The Red Sunsets Ii, 1883 THE boding sky was charactered with cloud, The scripture of the storm–but high in air, Where the unfathomed zenith still…

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The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part Iv By Mathilde Blind

The Prophecy Of St. Oran- Part Iv I. It is the night: across the starless waste Of silent heaven the solitary moon Flits like a…

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The Red Sunsets I, 1883 By Mathilde Blind

The Red Sunsets I, 1883 The twilight heavens are flushed with gathering light, And o’er wet roofs and huddling streets below Hang with a strange…

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The Red Sunsets, 1883 By Mathilde Blind

The Red Sunsets, 1883 The twilight heavens are flushed with gathering light, And o’er wet roofs and huddling streets below Hang with a strange Apocalyptic…

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The Sâkiyeh By Mathilde Blind

The Sâkiyeh “How long shall Man be Nature’s fool?” Man cries; “Be like those great, gaunt oxen, drilled and bound, Inexorably driven round and round…

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The Robin Redbreast By Mathilde Blind

The Robin Redbreast The year’s grown songless! No glad pipings thrill The hedge-row elms, whose wind-worn branches shower Their leaves on the sere grass, where…

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The Sower By Mathilde Blind

The Sower The winds had hushed at last as by command; The quiet sky above, With its grey clouds spread oer the fallow land, Sat…

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The Sleeping Beauty By Mathilde Blind

The Sleeping Beauty There was intoxication in the air; The wind, keen blowing from across the seas, O’er leagues of new-ploughed land and heathery leas,…

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The Songs Of Summer By Mathilde Blind

The Songs Of Summer The songs of summer are over and past! The swallow’s forsaken the dripping eaves; Ruined and black ‘mid the sodden leaves…

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The Sphinx By Mathilde Blind

The Sphinx Wanderer, behold Life’s riddle writ in stone, Fronting Eternity with lidless eyes; Of all that is beneath the changing skies, Immutably abiding and…

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The Street-Children’s Dance By Mathilde Blind

The Street-Children’s Dance NOW the earth in fields and hills Stirs with pulses of the Spring, Next-embowering hedges ring With interminable trills; Sunlight runs a…

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