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    The Poetry of John Payne - Volume III: The Building of the Dream
    The Poetry of John Payne - Volume III: The Building of the Dream
    The Poetry of John Payne - Volume III: The Building of the Dream
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    The Poetry of John Payne - Volume III: The Building of the Dream

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    John Payne was born on 23rd August 1842 in Bloomsbury, London.

    He began his career in the legal profession but thus was soon put to one side as he began his renowned translations of Boccaccio's Decameron, The Arabian Nights, and then the poets Omar Khayyam, François Villon and Diwan Hafez. Of the latter, who he ranked in the same bracket as Dante and Shakepeare, he said; he takes the "whole sweep of human experience and irradiates all things with his sun-gold and his wisdom".

    Later Payne became involved with limited edition publishing, and the Villon Society, which was dedicated to the poems of François Villon who was Frances’ best known poet of the middle Ages and unfortunately also a thief and a murderer.

    John Payne died on 11th February, 1916 at the age of 73 in South Kensington, London.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPortable Poetry
    Release dateNov 27, 2018
    ISBN9781787802483
    The Poetry of John Payne - Volume III: The Building of the Dream
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    John Payne

    John is a 28-year veteran, serving the Victorian community within Corrections, Government Investigations and as a Volunteer firefighter and lives in the northern suburbs of Melbourne, Austraslia. During his career, he was involved in many incidents including the Black Saturday bushfire in which he was honoured with the Emergency Service Medal. As a direct result of his service, he was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) a condition in which he has lived with for the past 9 years. John is passionate about addressing the stigma associated with mental illness and advocating awareness to the greater community, particularly to first responders. One of his key messages is, ‘Reach out early – you will be supported and don’t suffer in silence.’ Encouraging early help-seeking is a crucial priority in any effective mental health strategy.

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      The Poetry of John Payne - Volume III - John Payne

      The Poetry of John Payne

      Volume III - The Building of the Dream

      John Payne was born on 23rd August 1842 in Bloomsbury, London.

      He began his career in the legal profession but thus was soon put to one side as he began his renowned translations of Boccaccio's Decameron, The Arabian Nights, and then the poets Omar Khayyam, François Villon and Diwan Hafez.  Of the latter, who he ranked in the same bracket as Dante and Shakepeare, he said; he takes the whole sweep of human experience and irradiates all things with his sun-gold and his wisdom

      Later Payne became involved with limited edition publishing, and the Villon Society, which was dedicated to the poems of François Villon who was Frances’ best known poet of the middle Ages and unfortunately also a thief and a murderer.

       John Payne died on 11th February, 1916 at the age of 73 in South Kensington, London.

      Index of Contents

      THE BUILDING OF THE DREAM

      I. DESIRE

      II. ATTAINMENT

      III. FALLING AWAY

      JOHN PAYNE – A CONCISE BIBLIOGRAPHY

      THE BUILDING OF THE DREAM

      O Love, that never pardoneth,

      O Love, more pitiless than Death!

      His strife is vain that would express

      Thy sweets without thy bitterness.

      His toil is vain, for sooth it is

      One winneth Love through Death his hiss;

      A man shall never know Love’s land

      Until Death take him by the hand.

      O bitter Love! this is indeed

      The evil unto life decreed,

      That men shall seek thee far and nigh

      And finding thee, shall surely die.

      I.

      DESIRE

      There dwelt a squire in Poitou of old times,

      Under the fragrant limes

      That fringed a city very fair and wide,

      Set on a green hill-side;

      And all about the city with its slow

      Interminable flow.

      Faint memories murm'ring of a bygone day,

      A river went, that lay

      Upon the woven greensward of the fields.

      In pools like silver shields

      Of fellen giants flung upon the grass,

      And round the walls did pass

      And kiss'd the grey old ramparts of the place

      With the enchanted grace

      Of its fair crystal shallows, in the morn

      Flushed silver as the thorn

      Of a May-dawning and when day was done,

      Rose-ruddy with the sun.

      That fill'd the arteries of the land with gold.

      Fair was the place and old

      Beyond the memory of man, with roofs

      Tall-peak'd and hung with woofs

      Of dainty stone-work, jewell'd with the grace

      Of casements, in the face

      Of the white gables inlaid, in all hues

      Of lovely reds and blues.

      At every comer of the winding ways

      A carven saint did gaze,

      With mild sweet eyes, upon the quiet town.

      From niche and shrine of brown;

      And many an angel, graven for a charm

      To save the folk from harm

      Of evil sprites, stood sentinel above

      High pinnacle and roof.

      The place seem'd sanctified by quietude.

      With some quaint peace imbued;

      And down its streets the sloping sunlight leant

      On roof and battlement,

      Like a God's blessing, loath to pass away,

      Lingering beyond the day.

      But seldom came the pomp and blazonry

      Of clamorous war anigh

      The calm sweet stead; but there folk came to spend

      The days of their life's end

      In strifeless quiet, in the tender haze

      Of the old knightly days,

      That bathed the place in legend and romance.

      Haply, bytimes, a lance

      Would glitter in the sun, as down the street

      The mailed knights rode to meet

      The armies of the king of all the land,

      And with loud-clanging brand

      And noise of many a clarion and a horn,

      The bannerets were borne

      Before them by their men-at-arms: but yet

      The walls were unbeset

      By very war and men look'd lazily

      Across the plains, to see

      The far-off dust-clouds, speck'd with points of light,

      That told of coming fight

      In the dim distance, where the fighting-men

      Trail'd, through some distant glen

      Or round the crown of some high-crested hill,

      Halberd and spear and bill,

      And to the walls the echoed sound would come

      Of some great army's hum

      And clank of harness, mix'd with trumpet-clang.

      And now and then there rang

      At the shut

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