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Christopher John Brennan
Christopher John Brennan
When The Spring Mornings Grew More Long
Spring-Ripple Of Green Along The Way
White Dawn, That Tak’st The Heaven With Sweet Surprise
Of Old, On Her Terrace At Evening
Under A Sky Of Uncreated Mud
Interlude: The Window And The Hearth
The Winter Eve Is Clear And Chill
Liminary
Mdcccxciii: A Prelude
Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her
Fire In The Heavens
I Am Shut Out Of Mine Own Heart
I Am Driven Everywhere From A Clinging Home
I Said, This Misery Must End
Deep Mists Of Longing Blur The Land
How Old Is My Heart, How Old?
Autumn
Epilogue: 1908
Iii. The Shadow Of Lilith
Each Day I See The Long Ships Coming Into Port
The Pangs That Guard The Gates Of Joy
Come Out, Come Out
I Saw My Life As Whitest Flame
My Heart Was Wandering In The Sands
Four Springtimes Lost: And In The Fifth We Stand
Ii. The Quest Of Silence
And Does She Still Perceive
Dawns Of The World, How I Have Known You All…
Interlude: The Casement
1897
Black On The Depths
Dies Dominica! The Sunshine Burns
Droop’st Thou And Fail’st? But These Have Never Tired
An Hour’s Respite
Interlude: The Hearth And The Window
Summer Noon
And Shall The Living Waters Heed
Spring Breezes
Romance
Poppies
Sweet Silence After Bells
The Yellow Gas
O White Wind, Numbing The World
Quis Pro Domino
The Grand Cortège Of Glory And Youth Is Gone
The Twilight Of Disquietude
Old Wonder Flush’D The East Anew
The Watch At Midnight
Was It The Sun That Broke My Dream
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