Two Twilights

<SPAN name="chap012"></SPAN> <h3> ANACREONTIC </h3> <p class="poem"> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">I would not be</SPAN><br/> A voyager on the windy seas:<br/> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">More sweet to me</SPAN><br/> This bank where crickets chirp, and bees<br/> Buzz drowsy sunshine minstrelsies.<br/></p> <p class="poem"> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">I would not bide</SPAN><br/> On lonely heights where shepherds dwell.<br/> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">At twilight tide</SPAN><br/> The sounds that from the valley swell,<br/> Soft breathing lute and herdsman's bell,<br/> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">Are sweeter far</SPAN><br/> Than music of cold mountain rills.<br/> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">The evening star</SPAN><br/> Wakes love and song below, but chills<br/> With mist and breeze the gloomy hills.<br/></p> <p class="poem"> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">I would not woo</SPAN><br/> Some storm-browed Juno, queenly fair.<br/> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">Soft eyes of blue</SPAN><br/> And sudden blushes unaware<br/> Do net my heart in silken snare.<br/></p> <p class="poem"> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">I do not love</SPAN><br/> The eyrie, but low woodland nest<br/> <SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 4em">Of cushat dove:</SPAN><br/> Not wind, but calm; not toil, but rest<br/> And sleep in grassy meadow's breast.<br/></p> <br/><br/><br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />