The Wind in the Hemlock by Sara Teasdale
The Wind in the Hemlock by Sara Teasdale

The Wind in the Hemlock

Sara Teasdale * Track #92 On Flame and Shadow

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The Wind in the Hemlock by Sara Teasdale

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Steely stars and moon of brass,
How mockingly you watch me pass!
You know as well as I how soon
I shall be blind to stars and moon,
Deaf to the wind in the hemlock tree,
Dumb when the brown earth weighs on me.

With envious dark rage I bear,
Stars, your cold complacent stare;
Heart-broken in my hate look up,
Moon, at your clear immortal cup,
Changing to gold from dusky red—
Age after age when I am dead
To be filled up with light, and then
Emptied, to be refilled again.

What has man done that only he
Is slave to death—so brutally
Beaten back into the earth
Impatient for him since his birth?

Oh let me shut my eyes, close out
The sight of stars and earth and be
Sheltered a minute by this tree.
Hemlock, through your fragrant boughs
There moves no anger and no doubt,
No envy of immortal things.
The night-wind murmurs of the sea
With veiled music ceaselessly,
That to my shaken spirit sings.
From their frail nest the robins rouse,
In your pungent darkness stirred,
Twittering a low drowsy word—
And me you shelter, even me.
In your quietness you house
The wind, the woman and the bird.
You speak to me and I have heard:

&nbsp If I am peaceful, I shall see
&nbsp Beauty's face continually;
&nbsp Feeding on her wine and bread
&nbsp I shall be wholly comforted,
&nbsp For she can make one day for me
&nbsp Rich as my lost eternity.

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