W. H. Auden, 1907 - 1973
As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street,The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat.
And down by the brimming river I heard a lover singUnder an arch of the railway: ‘Love has no ending.
‘I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you Till China and Africa meet,And the river jumps over the mountain And the salmon sing in the street,‘I’ll love you till the ocean Is folded and hung up to dryAnd the seven stars go squawking Like geese about the sky.
‘In the burrows of the Nightmare Where Justice naked is,Time watches from the shadow And coughs when you would kiss.‘In headaches and in worry Vaguely life leaks away,And Time will have his fancy To-morrow or to-day.
‘Into many a green valley Drifts the appalling snow;Time breaks the threaded dances And the diver’s brilliant bow.‘O plunge your hands in water, Plunge them in up to the wrist;Stare, stare in the basin And wonder what you’ve missed.
‘The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed,And the crack in the tea-cup opens A lane to the land of the dead.‘Where the beggars raffle the banknotes And the Giant is enchanting to Jack,And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer, And Jill goes down on her back.
‘O look, look in the mirror, O look in your distress:Life remains a Although you cannot ‘O stand, stand at the window As the tears scald and start;You shall love your crooked With your crooked heart.'It was late, late in the evening, The lovers they were gone;The clocks had ceased their chiming, And the deep river ran on.
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