Haikai.
Flannel-flowers dancing
To the Dawn on the hill-tops ...
The Vision of Spring!
poem by Robert Crawford
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Homo Sum
The hearts of men are like mine,
therefore
it must laugh and weep with them.
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Love #3.
There is so much in us is
godlike still,
Love lifts us to heaven
that is ours.
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Patriotism.
We die for home and country; dying thus,
The welfare of our land shall live with us.
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Opportunity.
I can believe it, that we each do have
One opportunity, and on it hangs
It may be all.
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Religion.
Priests indeed may prate
This side o' death, but 'yond the bourne
Their service fails.
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Maiden's Heart.
The sweet, fresh, red rose
of a maiden's heart
That opes in the dewy
ecstasy of love.
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Noonday Hills.
The silent blue haze in the noonday hills
Is deep with glory, as the very air
Were an alembic.
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Christian Burial.
No Christian burial? Ah, he'll sleep as sound
As the old Jew who, by Beth-Peor, had
God for a sexton.
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Jove.
Jove himself moves in the abyss
As in the heights he goes;
The God is so in all that is,
Yet is what no one knows.
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