Poems by Arlo Bates
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A Lover's Messengers
... with floods Of alder tassels that drop dust of gold ...
A Winter Twilight
... Comes with this twilight,sovereign balm ...
Serenade
... Were the sweet truth confessed ...
A Shadow Boat
... Some gracious shape of my lost youth, ...
In Paradise
... Poised like fair stars which first arise, &emsp ...
America
... Rolled down the void a voiceless, lifeless sphere, &emsp ...
A Night Ride
... And the wail in his ear, so woeful and weak, ...
A Lament
... A mournful cadence through her lightest stave ...
The Cyclamen
... Oh, fair! Oh, white! Oh, pure as snow! &emsp ...
Failure
... Who proves his utmost, wins, though dead he dies ...
The Watchers
... Loss were thrice loss that thus their faith should mar ...
Conceits
... And smiled to think how in your throat ...
Like to a Coin
... The clearness of all memory time deflours, ...
Metempsychosis
... Her sinuate litheness changed to supple grace, ...
When Allah Spoke
... As flame and light are one, so is my soul with thee, ...
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