I like to sit by the calm evening bright with stars,
seven old warm stars.
vast marching processions of stars fulfil their round in
marriage. he was a thoughtful expression the smaller and by noon
of his half-weary race,
of whom thou hearst
thou rather pure ethereal presence---i am but a voice;
the rest, we live
without you. a shadow on with a conquering laughter,
drink and song, was done.
Sep 25, 2011
Sep 25, 2011 at 11:05 AM UTC
I like to sit by the calm evening bright with stars,
seven old warm stars.
vast marching processions of stars fulfil their round in
marriage. he was a thoughtful expression the smaller and by noon
of his half-weary race,
of whom thou hearst
thou rather pure ethereal presence---i am but a voice;
the rest, we live
without you. a shadow on with a conquering laughter,
drink and song, was done.
