Poem by Alan Seeger

Sonnet 12. Clouds rosy-tinted in the setting sun

Clouds rosy-tinted in the setting sun,
Depths of the azure eastern sky between,
Plains where the poplar-bordered highways run,
Patched with a hundred tints of brown and green, --
Beauty of Earth, when in thy harmonies
The cannon's note has ceased to be a part,
I shall return once more and bring to these
The worship of an undivided heart.
Of those sweet potentialities that wait
For my heart's deep desire to fecundate
I shall resume the search, if Fortune grants;
And the great cities of the world shall yet
Be golden frames for me in which to set
New masterpieces of more rare romance.

1. Tithonus
2. Sonnet 9. Well, seeing I have no hope, then let us part
3. Sonnet 6. OH, YOU are more desirable to me
4. Thirty Sonnets. 6. Sonnet 6. Give me the treble of thy horns and hoofs
5. Thirty Sonnets. 8. Sonnet 8. Oft as by chance, a little while apart

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