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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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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On Life’s Long Round By Mathilde Blind

On Life’s Long Round On life’s long round by chance I found A dell impearled with dew; Where hyacinths, gushing from the ground, Lent to…

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In A Kentish Rose Garden. By Mathilde Blind

In A Kentish Rose Garden. Beside a Dial in the leafy close, Where every bush was burning with the Rose, With million roses falling flake…

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Cagnes By Mathilde Blind

Cagnes ON THE RIVIERA. In tortuous windings up the steep incline The sombre street toils to the village square, Whose antique walls in stone and…

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Winding All My Life About Thee By Mathilde Blind

Winding All My Life About Thee Winding all my life about thee, Let me lay my lips on thine; What is all the world without…

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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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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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My Lady By Mathilde Blind

My Lady Like putting forth upon a sea On which the moonbeams shimmer, Where reefs and unknown perils be To wreck, yea, wreck one utterly,…

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I Am Athirst, But Not For Wine By Mathilde Blind

I Am Athirst, But Not For Wine I am athirst, but not for wine; The drink I long for is divine, Poured only from your…

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Ah, If You Knew By Mathilde Blind

Ah, If You Knew Ah, if you knew how soon and late My eyes long for a sight of you Sometimes in passing by my…

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Untimely Love By Mathilde Blind

Untimely Love Peace, throbbing heart, nor let us shed one tear O’er this late love’s unseasonable glow; Sweet as a violet blooming in the snow,…

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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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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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Lost Treasure By Mathilde Blind

Lost Treasure THE autumn day steals, pallid as a ghost, Along these fields and man-forsaken ways; And o’er the hedgerows bramble-knotted maze The whitening locks…

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Delight By Mathilde Blind

Delight FLEETER than a tone scarce born That melts away, Sweeter than a dream of morn That shuns the day, Swifter than a rainbow fading…

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A Bridal In The Bois De Boulogne. By Mathilde Blind

A Bridal In The Bois De Boulogne. HOW the lilacs, the lilacs are glowing and blowing! And white through the delicate verdure of May The…

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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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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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On And On By Mathilde Blind

On And On By long leagues of wood and meadow On and on we drive apace; In the dreamy light and shadow Veiling earth’s autumnal…

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If You But Knew By Mathilde Blind

If You But Knew Ah, if you knew how soon and late My eyes long for a sight of you, Sometimes in passing by my…

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Ave Maria In Rome By Mathilde Blind

Ave Maria In Rome FAR away dim violet mountains Fade away from sight; Flashing from fantastic fountains, Jets the liquid light, Where from Nymph’s or…

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Why Will You Haunt Me By Mathilde Blind

Why Will You Haunt Me Why will you haunt me unawares, And walk into my sleep, Pacing its shadowy thoroughfares, Where long-dried perfume scents the…

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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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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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Mystery Of Mysteries By Mathilde Blind

Mystery Of Mysteries BEFORE the abyss of the unanswering grave Each mortal stands at last aloof, alone, With his beloved one turned as deaf as…

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Haunted Streets By Mathilde Blind

Haunted Streets Lo, haply walking in some clattering street– Where throngs of men and women dumbly pass, Like shifting pictures seen within a glass Which…

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Affinities By Mathilde Blind

Affinities I. I will take your thoughts to my heart; I will keep and garner them there Locked in a casket apart. Far above rubies…

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Thou Walkest With Me By Mathilde Blind

Thou Walkest With Me Thou walkest with me as the spirit-light Of the hushed moon, high o’er a snowy hill, Walks with the houseless traveller…

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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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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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Lines By Mathilde Blind

Lines THOU camest with the coming Spring! With swallows, and the murmuring Of unloosed waters, with the birth Of daisies dimpling the green earth. And…

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Dead Love By Mathilde Blind

Dead Love Mother of the unfortunate, mystic form, Who calm, immutable, like oldest fate, Sittest, where through the sombre swinging gate Moans immemorial life’s encircling…

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A Dream By Mathilde Blind

A Dream Only a dream, a beautiful baseless dream; Only a bright Flash from your eyes, a brief electrical gleam, Charged with delight. Only a…

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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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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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On A Viola D’Amore By Mathilde Blind

On A Viola D’Amore CARVED WITH A CUPID’S HEAD, AND PLAYED ON FOR THE FIRST TIME AFTER MORE THAN A CENTURY. What fairy music clear…

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In A Lonesome Burial-Place By Mathilde Blind

In A Lonesome Burial-Place In a lonesome burial-place Crouched a mourner white of face; Wild her eyes–unheeding Circling pomp of night and day– Ever crying,…

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Beauty By Mathilde Blind

Beauty Even as on some black background full of night And hollow storm in cloudy disarray, The forceful brush of some great master may More…

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When You Wake By Mathilde Blind

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

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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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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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Mourning Women By Mathilde Blind

Mourning Women All veiled in black, with faces hid from sight, Crouching together in the jolting cart, What forms are these that pass alone, apart,…

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Heart’s-Ease By Mathilde Blind

Heart’s-Ease As opiates to the sick on wakeful nights, As light to flowers, as flowers in poor men’s rooms, As to the fisher when the…

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A Winter Landscape By Mathilde Blind

A Winter Landscape All night, all day, in dizzy, downward flight, Fell the wild-whirling, vague, chaotic snow, Till every landmark of the earth below, Trees,…

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The Wind By Mathilde Blind

The Wind ACROSS the barren moors the wild, wild wind Went sweeping on, and with his sobs and shrieks Filled the still night, and tore…

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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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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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Like Some Wild Sleeper By Mathilde Blind

Like Some Wild Sleeper Like some wild sleeper who alone at night Walks with unseeing eyes along a height, With death below and only stars…

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Deep In A Yew-Sequestered Grove By Mathilde Blind

Deep In A Yew-Sequestered Grove Deep in a yew-sequestered grove I sat and wept my heart away; A child came by at close of day…

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Your Looks Have Touched My Soul By Mathilde Blind

Your Looks Have Touched My Soul Your looks have touched my soul with bright Ineffable emotion; As moonbeams on a stormy night Illume with transitory…

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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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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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On A Torso Of Cupid By Mathilde Blind

On A Torso Of Cupid PEACH trees and Judas trees, Poppies and roses, Purple anemones In garden closes! Lost in the limpid sky, Shrills a…

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I Would I Were The Glow-Worm By Mathilde Blind

I Would I Were The Glow-Worm I would I were the glow-worm, thou the flower, That I might fill thy cup with glimmering light; I…

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Autumn Tints By Mathilde Blind

Autumn Tints Coral.coloured yew-berries Strew the garden ways, Hollyhocks and sunflowers Make a dazzling blaze In these latter days. Marigolds by cottage doors Flaunt their…

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What Magic Is There By Mathilde Blind

What Magic Is There What magic is there in thy mien What sorcery in thy smile, Which charms away all cark and care, Which turns…

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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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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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Motherhood By Mathilde Blind

Motherhood From out the front of being, undefiled, A life hath been upheaved with struggle and pain; Safe in her arms a mother holds again…

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