“Wavering between the profit and the loss
In this brief transit where the dreams cross
The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying”

Ash-Wednesday (1930)
Context: And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices
In the lost lilac and the lost sea voices
And the weak spirit quickens to rebel
For the bent golden-rod and the lost sea smell
Quickens to recover
The cry of quail and the whirling plover
And the blind eye creates
The empty forms between the ivory gates
And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth
This is the time of tension between dying and birth
The place of solitude where three dreams cross
Between blue rocks
But when the voices shaken from the yew-tree drift away
Let the other yew be shaken and reply.

Source: Jitterbug Perfume

Ash-Wednesday (1930)

Song lyrics, Aerial (2005), A Sky of Honey (Disc 2)

"Belinda" in Belinda's Swan Song (2006) http://vimeo.com/6959751

Music and Moonlight (1874), Ode
Context: We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

Gen. Edward Cummings, in Pt. 1, Ch. 11
The Naked and the Dead (1948)

Source: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne