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The Poems of Sophie Jewett
by Jewett, Sophie
 
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The Poems of Sophie JewettThe Poems of Sophie Jewett (paperback)
Pub. Date: 2022
Publisher: Legare Street Press
Price: $46.29
Seller: Bonita, Newport Coast, CA, USA
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The Poems of Sophie JewettThe Poems of Sophie Jewett (paperback)
Pub. Date: 2022
Publisher: Legare Street Press
Price: $77.87
Seller: Bonita, Newport Coast, CA, USA
Condition: New
 
 
 

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 Excerpt: ...look never forth from coward eyes; Thou would'st not barter truth for Paradise; Thou could'st not think that ease and peace were gain. Far off, I know, the darkness shall be light For him who scorneth to make terms with Fate; Far off for thee, Beloved, there must wait The answered question, and the finished fight. (Unansweringsweet face, half turned away), Withdrawing still, as down the west apace Fades too the profile of June's longest day. I wonder, did you watch an hour ago While dropped the sun behind the mountain line? And did you think how it, retreating so, Must blaze along this level world of mine? Love, what have I to do with sunset skies, How red soever? All the world for me Spreads eastward, and before my spirit's eyes, Set fair between the mountains and the sea, Doth stand the distant city of my heart. Forgive me if I tell myself in vain: "There is no power in this wide world to part Our souls. Avail not time nor space nor pain, For love is unconditioned." Dear, to-night, I am like an unlessoned child, who cries For the sweet sensual things of touch and sight; I want to read the gladness in your eyes; twant your voice though but to speak my name; My heart uncomforted, unsatisfied, Hath put my best philosophy to shame. Yet if you crossed the shadows to my side, --No vision, but your very self indeed, --I should not ask what kindly fate had brought My heart's desire. I should not find at need Expression for one eager waiting thought, Not one of all the words I have to say. _ J, should but lean my cheek upon your hand, And hold you close, the old, mute, childish way, And you would comfort me and understand. But not to-night, --I will be patient, Sweet, Sit silently, and let life have its will. The tread of the last passer in the street Sound...

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  • PID: 17404465598
  • ISBN-13: 9781017319057
  • Publisher: Legare Street Press
  • Seller: Alibris
    Condition: New.
    Notes: Trade paperback (US). Glued binding. 302 p.