English Poetry. Arthur William Symons. Amends to Nature. Артур Саймонс (Симонс).

Arthur William Symons (Артур Саймонс (Симонс))

Amends to Nature

I have loved colours, and not flowers;
Their motion, not the swallows wings;
And wasted more than half my hours
Without the comradeship of things.

How is it, now, that I can see,
With love and wonder and delight,
The children of the hedge and tree,
The little lords of day and night?

How is it that I see the roads,
No longer with usurping eyes,
A twilight meeting-place for toads,
A mid-day mart for butterflies?

I feel, in every midge that hums,
Life, fugitive and infinite,
And suddenly the world becomes
A part of me and I of it. 

Arthur William Symons’s other poems:

1. Margery Of The Fens
2. Serata Di Fiesta
3. At Toledo
4. Variations Upon Love
5. In The Temple

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