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Title: Flora
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Bianco, Pamela, 1906- De la Mare, Walter, 1873-1956
Subjects: Bianco, Pamela, 1906-
Publisher: London, W. Heinemann
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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whole world darkened,A Human near. INNOCENCY In this grave picture mortal Man may see That all his knowledge ends in mystery. From mothers womb he breaks. With tortured sighs Her racked heart sweetens at his angry cries. Teaching his feet to walk, his tongue to express His infant love, she pours her tenderness. Her milk and honey he doth taste and sip; Sleeps with her kiss of kindness on his lip. But with the vigour mastering time doth yield He exults in freedom; ventures him afield; Down to the sea goes, and in ship sets sail. Crazed with the raving of loves nightingale, And trumps of war, and dangers luring horn, And darks faint summons into dreams forlorn. Pride in earths vanquished secrets fills his breast; Yet still he pines for foregone peace and rest, And prays in untold sorrow at last to win To a long-lost Paradise an entering-in. O yearning eyes that through earths ages scanThe glorious misery tis to be a man;Secure in thy still arms our Saviour be,Whose name is Innocency. 38
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INNOCENCY. MIRAGE Strange fabled face ! From sterile shore to shore Oer plunging seas, thick-sprent with glistening brine,The voyagers of the World with sail and heavy oar,Have sought thy shrine.Beauty inexorable hath lured them on :Remote unnamed stars enclustering gleam—Burn in thy flowered locks, diough creeping daybreak wanProve thee but dream. Noonday to night the enigma of thine eyes Frets with desire their travel-wearied brain,Till in the vast of dark the ice-cold moon ariseAnd pour them peace again;And with malign iiiirage uprears an isleOf fountain and palm, and courts of jasmine and rose,Whence far decoy of siren throats their souls beguile,And maddening fragrance flows. Lo, in the milken light, in tissue of goldThine apparition gathers in the air—Nay, but the seas are deep, and the round world old, And thou art named, Despair.

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