Poem fractal

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Pre-Existence

by Barry Cornwall

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Drawing the boundary…

I saw the moon rise clear

by Thomas Moore

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Pre-Existence

by Barry Cornwall

I laid me down upon the shore 
And dreamed a little space; 
I heard the great waves break and roar; 
The sun was on my face. 
 
My idle hands and fingers brown 
Played with the pebbles grey; 
The waves came up, the waves went down, 
Must thundering and gay. 
 
The pebbles, they were smooth and round 
And warm upon my hands, 
Like little people I had found 
Sitting among the sands. 
 
The grains of sand so shining-small 
Soft through my fingers ran; 
The sun shone down upon it all, 
And so my dream began: 
 
How all of this had been before: 
How ages far away 
I lay on some forgotten shore 
As here I lie today. 
 
The waves came shining up the sands, 
As here today they shine; 
And in my pre-Pelasgian hands 
The sand was warm and fine. 
 
I have forgotten whence I came, 
Or what my home might be, 
Or by what strange and savage name 
I called that thundering sea. 
 
I only know the sun shone down 
As still it shines today, 
And in my fingers long and brown 
The little pebbles lay.

I saw the moon rise clear

by Thomas Moore

I saw the moon rise clear
O'er hills and vales of snow
Nor told my fleet reindeer
The track I wished to go.
Yet quick he bounded forth;
For well my reindeer knew
I've but one path on earth—
The path which leads to you.

The gloom that winter cast,
How soon the heart forgets,
When summer brings, at last,
Her sun that never sets!
So dawned my love for you;
So, fixt thro' joy and pain,
Than summer sun more true,
'Twill never set again.

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