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WHAT I DESIRE TO DAY, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: What I desire to say will not be caught in words
Last Line: What I desire to say dies ere I give it breath.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davis, Fannie Stearns


WHAT I desire to say will not be caught in words.
-- I have been on the hills to-day, hearing strange leaves and birds.
I have been on the city street, hearing the pavements groan.
Now I am come again, glad of your face alone.

Here in the quiet house, where the soft night walks through
Window and open door, whispering to me and you, --
Here, where no stranger sounds than the far bellchimes come, --
Here, being most at peace, yet am I far from home. --

Even as if the stars started and strained in space, --
Even as if the winds shook Heaven's audience-place,
Pressing the sapphire walls, out, till they cracked and rent, --
So in my side my heart strains through our still content.

-- You, that of all the world know the wild ways I go, --
(You, flying farther yet, sweeping more high, more low,)
Even to you, to-night, I must be dumb as death.
What I desire to say dies ere I give it breath.




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