The Green River
Alfred Douglas
1870 to 1945
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That is as wide-eyed as a marigold.
An unclaimed sovereignty of voiceless song,
Their music to the moon. The place is sealed,
Or love that swoons on sleep, or else delight
I know a green grass path that leaves the field
Oh, may I wake from this uneasy night
To find some voice of music manifold.
Let it be shape of sorrow with wan face,
And all the unravished silences belong
And, like a running river, winds along
To some sweet singer lost, or unrevealed.
Of birds at noon-day; and no soft throats yield
Into a leafy wood, where is no throng
So is my soul become a silent place....