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Poem by Henry Austin Dobson


To a Greek Girl


WITH breath of thyme and bees that hum,
Across the years you seem to come,
Across the years with nymph-like head,
And wind-blown brows unfilleted;
A girlish shape that slips the bud
In lines of unspoiled symmetry;
A girlish shape that stirs the blood
With pulse of Spring, Autonoe!

Whereer you pass,whereer you go,
I hear the pebbly rillet flow;
Whereer you go,whereer you pass,
There comes a gladness on the grass;
You bring blithe airs whereer you tread,
Blithe airs that blow from down and sea;
You wake in me a Pan not dead,
Not wholly dead!Autonoe!

How sweet with you on some green sod
To wreathe the rustic garden-god;
How sweet beneath the chestnuts shade
With you to weave a basket-braid;
To watch across the stricken chords
Your rosy-twinkling fingers flee;
To woo you in soft woodland words,
With woodland pipe, Autonoe!

In vain,in vain! The years divide:
Where Thames rolls a murky tide,
I sit and fill my painful reams,
And see you only in my dreams;
A vision, like Alcestis, brought
From under-lands of Memory,
A dream of Form in days of Thought,
A dream,a dream, Autonoe! 



Henry Austin Dobson


Henry Austin Dobson's other poems:
  1. On a Nankin Plate
  2. The Passionate Printer to His Love
  3. On the Future of Poetry
  4. For a Copy of Theocritus
  5. Incognita


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