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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 44 pages of information about A Reading of Life, Other Poems.
That one glad year and the fair opening month. 
Had never our Great Mother such sweet face! 
War with her, gentle war with her, each day
Her sons and daughters urged; at eve were flung,
On the morrow stood to challenge; in their strength
Renewed, indomitable; whereof they won,
From hourly wrestlings up to shut of lids,
Her ready secret:  the abounding life
Returned for valiant labour:  she and they
Defeated and victorious turn by turn;
By loss enriched, by overthrow restored. 
Exchange of powers of this conflict came;
Defacement none, nor ever squandered force. 
Is battle nature’s mandate, here it reigned,
As music unto the hand that smote the strings;
And she the rosier from their showery brows,
They fruitful from her ploughed and harrowed breast. 
Back to the primal rational of those
Who suck the teats of milky earth, and clasp
Stability in hatred of the insane,
Man stepped; with wits less fearful to pronounce
The mortal mind’s concept of earth’s divorced
Above; those beautiful, those masterful,
Those lawless.  High they sit, and if descend,
Descend to reap, not sowing.  Is it just? 
Earth in her happy children asked that word,
Whereto within their breast was her reply. 
Those beautiful, those masterful, those lawless,
Enjoy the life prolonged, outleap the years;
Yet they (’twas the Great Mother’s voice inspired
The audacious thought), they, glorious over dust,
Outleap not her; disrooted from her soar,
To meet the certain fate of earth’s divorced,
And clap lame wings across a wintry haze,
Up to the farthest bourne:  immortal still,
Thenceforth innocuous; lovelier than when ruled
The Tyranny.  This her voice within them told,
When softly the Great Mother chid her sons
Not of the giant brood, who did create
Those lawless Gods, first offspring of our brain
Set moving by an abject blood, that waked
To wanton under elements more benign,
And planted aliens on Olympian heights; —
Imagination’s cradle poesy
Become a monstrous pressure upon men; —
Foes of good Gaea; until dispossessed
By light from her, born of the love of her,
Their lordship the illumined brain rejects
For earth’s beneficent, the sons of Law,
Her other name.  So spake she in their heart,
Among the wheat-blades proud of stalk; beneath
Young vine-leaves pushing timid fingers forth,
Confidently to cling.  And when brown corn
Swayed armied ranks with softened cricket song,
With gold necks bent for any zephyr’s kiss;
When vine-roots daily down a rubble soil
Drank fire of heaven athirst to swell the grape;
When swelled the grape, and in it held a ray,
Rich issue of the embrace of heaven and earth;
The very eye of passion drowsed by excess,
And yet a burning lion for the spring;
Then in that time of general cherishment,
Sweet breathing balm and flutes by cool wood-side,
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