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Her soul from earth to Heaven lies, Like the ladder of the vision, Wheron go To and fro In ascension and demission, Star-flecked feet of Paradise. - Scala Jacobi Portaque Eburnea (st. 1) [Soul] I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind; and in the midst of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. - The Hound of Heaven [God] I was heavy with the even, When she lit her glimmering tapers Round the day's dead sanctities. I laughed in the morning's eyes. - The Hound of Heaven (l. 84) [Evening : Night] Baby smiled, mother wailed, Earthward while the sweetling sailed; Mother smiled, baby wailed, When to earth came Viola. - The Making of Viola [Babyhood] The Father of Heaven. Spin, daughter Mary, spin, Twirl your wheel with silver din; Spin, daughter Mary, spin, Spin a tress for Viola. - The Making of Viola (st. 1) [Hair] The Father of Heaven. Scoop, young Jesus, for her eyes, Wood-browned pools of Paradise-- Young Jesus, for the eyes, For the eyes of Viola. Angels. Tint, Prince Jesus, a Dusked eye for Viola! - The Making of Viola (st. 2) [Eyes] East, oh, east of Himalay Dwell the nations underground, Hiding from the shock of day, For the sun's uprising sound . . . So fearfully the sun doth sound, Clanging up beyond Cathay; For the great earthquaking sunrise Rolling up beyond Cathay. - The Mistress of Vision [Sunrise] Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there: Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came, And the fanning wind puffed it to flapping flame. With burnt mouth red like a lion's it drank The blood of the sun as he slaughtered sank, And dipped its cup in the purpurate shine When the eastern conduits ran with wine. - The Poppy [Poppies] Anchorite, who didst dwell With all the world for cell! - To the Dead Cardinal of Westminster (st. 5) [World] Displaying page 2 of 2 for this author: << Prev 1 [2]
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