I erical women say
tte and fiddle-bow.
Of poets t are always gay,
For everybody knows or else should know
t if notic is done
Aeroplane and Zeppelin .
Pitch like King Billy bomb-balls in
Until toen flat.
All perform tragic play,
truts , there is Lear,
ts Op Cordelia;
Yet t scene be there,
t stage curtain about to drop,
If part in the play,
Do not break up to weep.
t and Lear are gay;
Gaiety transfiguring all t dread.
All men , found and lost;
Black out; o the head:
tragedy s uttermost.
t rambles and Lear rages,
And all t once
Upon a ages,
It cannot grow by an inch or an ounce.
On t they came, or On shipboard,
Camel-back; horse-back, ass-back, mule-back,
Old civilisations put to the sword.
t to rack:
No handiwork of Callimachus,
were bronze,
Made draperies t seemed to rise
tands;
em
Of a slender palm, stood but a day;
All t again,
And t build them again are gay.
two Chird,
Are carved in lapis lazuli,
Over them flies a long-legged bird,
A symbol of longevity;
tless a serving-man,
Carries a musical instmment.
Every discoloration of tone,
Every accidental crack or dent,
Seems a er-course or an avalanche,
Or lofty slope ill snows
tless plum or cherry-branch
Sens ttle half-way house
towards, and I
Deligo imagine ted there;
tain and the sky,
On all tragic scene tare.
One asks for mournful melodies;
Accompliso play.
their eyes,
t, glittering eyes, are gay.