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Wounded I am, and weary with fighting;
Gashed by iron, gored by the point of it,
Sick of battle-work, battered and scarred.
Many a fearful fight have I seen, when
Hope there was none, or helping the thick of it,
Ere I was down and fordone in the fray.
Offspring of hammers, hardest of battle-blades,
Smithied in forges, fell on me savagely,
Doomed to bear the brunt and shock of it,
Fierce encounter of clashing foes,
Leech cannot heal my hurts with his simples,
Salves and sores have I sought in vain.
Blade cuts dolorous, deep in the side of me,
Daily and nightly redouble my wounds.
Gashed by iron, gored by the point of it,
Sick of battle-work, battered and scarred.
Many a fearful fight have I seen, when
Hope there was none, or helping the thick of it,
Ere I was down and fordone in the fray.
Offspring of hammers, hardest of battle-blades,
Smithied in forges, fell on me savagely,
Doomed to bear the brunt and shock of it,
Fierce encounter of clashing foes,
Leech cannot heal my hurts with his simples,
Salves and sores have I sought in vain.
Blade cuts dolorous, deep in the side of me,
Daily and nightly redouble my wounds.
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1
You eat something you neither plant nor plow.
It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.
It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.
2
A serpent swam in a silver urn
A golden bird did in its mouth abide
The serpent drank the water, this in turn
Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.
A golden bird did in its mouth abide
The serpent drank the water, this in turn
Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.
4
Turn us on our backs
And open up our stomachs
You will be the wisest of men
Though at start a lummox
And open up our stomachs
You will be the wisest of men
Though at start a lummox
8
It occurs once in every minute
Twice in every moment
And yet never in one hundred thousand years.
Twice in every moment
And yet never in one hundred thousand years.
9
Never ahead, ever behind,
Yet flying swiftly past;
For a child I last forever,
For adults I'm gone too fast.
Yet flying swiftly past;
For a child I last forever,
For adults I'm gone too fast.
10
Two horses, swiftest travelling,
Harnessed in a pair, and
Gazing ever in places
Distant from them.
Harnessed in a pair, and
Gazing ever in places
Distant from them.
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11
It can be said:
To be gold is to be good;
To be stone is to be nothing;
To be glass is to be fragile;
To be cold is to be cruel.
Unmetaphored, what am I?
To be gold is to be good;
To be stone is to be nothing;
To be glass is to be fragile;
To be cold is to be cruel.
Unmetaphored, what am I?
12
Round she is, yet flat as a board
Altar of the Lupine Lords.
Jewel on black velvet, pearl in the sea
Unchanged but e'er changing, eternally.
Altar of the Lupine Lords.
Jewel on black velvet, pearl in the sea
Unchanged but e'er changing, eternally.
13
Twice four and twenty blackbirds
sitting in the rain
I shot and killed a quarter of them
How many do remain?
sitting in the rain
I shot and killed a quarter of them
How many do remain?
14
First will be last
Last will be first
And all in between will also be cursed
Open the door and the thing will be there
So be carefull and beware!
Last will be first
And all in between will also be cursed
Open the door and the thing will be there
So be carefull and beware!
17
There is not wind enough to twirl
That one red leaf, nearest of its clan,
Which dances as often as dance it can.
That one red leaf, nearest of its clan,
Which dances as often as dance it can.
18
At night they come without being fetched,
And by day they are lost without being stolen
And by day they are lost without being stolen
19
I am, in truth, a yellow fork
From tables in the sky
By inadventant fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed,
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.
From tables in the sky
By inadventant fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed,
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.
20
Many-maned scud-thumper,
Maker of worn wood,
Shrub-ruster,
Sky-mocker,
Rave!
Portly pusher,
Wind-slave.
Maker of worn wood,
Shrub-ruster,
Sky-mocker,
Rave!
Portly pusher,
Wind-slave.
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