letra de the woodspurge - elizabeth maconchy
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the wind flapp’d loose, the wind was still
shaken out dead from tree and hill:
i had walk’d on at the wind’s will, —
i sat now, for the wind was still
between my knees my forehead was, —
my lips, drawn in, said not alas!
my hair was over in the grass
my naked ears heard the day pass
my eyes, wide open, had the run
of some ten weeds to fix upon;
among those few, out of the sun
the woodspurge flower’d, three cups in one
from perfect grief there need not be
wisdom or even memory:
one thing then learnt remains to me, —
the woodspurge has a cup of three
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