Poem by Arthur William Symons

In Fountain Court

The fountain murmuring of sleep,
A drowsy tune;
The flickering green of leaves that keep
The light of June;
Peace, through a slumbering afternoon,
The peace of June.

A waiting ghost, in the blue sky,
The white curved moon;
June, hushed and breathless, waits, and I
Wait too, with June;
Come, through the lingering afternoon,
Soon, love, come soon.

1. Body’s Blood
2. Sponsa Dei
3. Mater Liliarum
4. Grey Hours: Naples
5. To Our Lady of the Seven Sorrows

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