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    THREE SONNETS.

    I.

    We live in moments and decay in years.
    I think the clock the ages understand
    Has a white dial and a single hand
    That stays for joys and hesitates for fears
    And trembles, slowly moving, to all tears,
    But sweeps in sighing circles when the sand
    Deadens the way across the heavy land
    Of dull grey life and straitened heart and ears.

    Breathe on my life, great winds, that I may know
    The stinging rapture when the ages pause
    To wonder at the hearts strong energy!
    Let the deep currents swirl me to and fro
    That I may catch between truths jarring laws
    One moment that is all eternity.

    II.

    I have walked very far in good green days,
    Learning the kind leaves speaking faithful things
    To some unquiet water, fed from springs
    Deep down in the dark places, where no praise
    Of all that merry wind that lightly plays
    With the wet cloud one happy moment brings
    To the pent silence. How the river sings,
    Released from bondage of the stony ways!

    Deep down, deep down, the iron rocks of doom
    Hold the clear spirit that would leap and flow;
    Yet drops seep sunward where the moss is green.
    Oh for the shout of waters Give me room!
    The deep is crying and I needs must go!
    Give me great floods, though drought be all between!



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    III.

    The fairest roses bloom but once a year.
    Oh, tassels of delight to all winds flung
    In every season, knots of perfume hung
    To make the slow delicious eves more dear!
    Strange sweets of God you murmur in my ear;
    But these green stems, while yet the days are young,
    Hold back the bloom of all, a song unsung,
    A color music exquisitely clear.

    In the great garden of ten thousand songs
    The music of warm life assuring sways
    In long intoxicating melody.
    The sunlit green with heavy blossom throngs;
    But oh for one great bloom of all the days
    One rose the rose magnificent for me!

    David McKee Wright
    N.S.W.
    The Bulletin, 10
    th
    January 1924

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