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    <title>Greacen017</title>
    <Collections>Unpublished Poems</Collections>
    <Contributor>Greacen Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>19 Jan</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Greacen017</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Manuscript</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Wild bells ringing</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen017</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
    <Scannedimage>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen017_0.jpg</Scannedimage>
    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿Wild Belle Ringing

The fields sleep on in gold and green
While sunlight hurls deep shadow pools
Across the mildly dosing land.
Under these trees the bronzed lovers,
Timeless and aimless, pause from loving,
Browse and listen to the intent hum
Of steady, worker bees. 0 honeyed love,
Outside this oasis the tall world struts.
Well, let it strut and rant and reel!
Others quickly run, but we must gather wool.
Here&#039;s earth - and light more than enough,
Love arching over all, sea-wide, sky-high,
Timeless and aimless ones, chained into freedom,
Far, far from death, and lost in space,
For you alone the wild bells ring!
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