Poems, 1914-1919

<h3><SPAN name="SEVILLE" id="SEVILLE"></SPAN>SEVILLE</h3> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> orange blossoms in the Alcazar,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Where roses and syringas are in flower;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The blinding glory of the morning hour;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The eyes that gleam behind a twisted bar;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The women on the balconies,&mdash;a smile;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The barrel-organs, and the blazing heat;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The awning hanging high across the street;<br/></span> <span class="i0">A dark mantilla in a sombre aisle.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">A fountain tinkling in a shady court;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The gold arena of the bull-ring’s feast;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The coloured crowd acclaiming perilous sport;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The sudden silence when they hold their breath,<br/></span> <span class="i0">While the <i>torero</i> gently plays with death,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And flicks the horns of the tremendous beast.<br/></span></div> </div></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_033" id="page_033"></SPAN>{33}</span></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />