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rther rocks. Though oak-beams split, though boats and sea-men flounder, and the strait grind sand with sand and cut boulders to sand and drift-- your eyes have pardoned our faults, your hands have touched us-- you have leaned forward a little and the waves can never thrust us back from the splendour of your ragged coast. MID-DAY The light beats upon me. I am startled-- a split leaf crackles on the paved floor-- I am anguished--defeated. A slight wind shakes the seed-pods-- my thoughts are spent as the black seeds. My thoughts tear me, I dread their fever. I am scattered in its whirl. I am scattered like the hot shrivelled seeds. The shrivelled seeds are spilt on the path-- the grass bends with dust, the grape slips under its crackled leaf: yet far beyond the spent seed-pods, and the blackened stalks of mint, the poplar is bright on the hill, the poplar spreads out, deep-rooted among trees. O poplar, you are great among the hill-stones, while I perish on the path among the crevices of the rocks. PURSUIT What do I care that the stream is trampled, the sand on the stream-bank still holds the print of your foot: the heel is cut deep. I see another mark on the grass ridge of the bank-- it points toward the wood-path. I have lost the third in the packed earth. But here a wild-hyacinth stalk is snapped: the purple buds--half ripe-- show deep purple where your heel pressed. A patch of flowering grass, low, trailing-- you brushed this: the green stems show yellow-green where you lifted--turned the earth-side to the light: this and a dead leaf-spine, split across, show where you passed. You were swift, swift! here the forest ledge slopes-- rain has furrowed the roots. Your hand caught at this; the root snapped under your weight. I can almost follow the note where it touched this slender tree and the next answered-- and the next. And you climbed yet further! you stopped by the dwarf-cornel-- whirled on your heels, doubled on your track. This is clear-- you fell on the downward slope, you dragged a bruised thigh--you limped-- you clutched this larc
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