Quote #11

Angels' song, comforting as the comfort of Christ When he spake tenderly to his sorrowful flock.

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  1. Surely thy body is thy mind, For in thy face is nought to find, Only thy soft unchristened smile, That shadows neither love nor guile.
  2. The constellated sounds ran sprinkling on earth's floor As the dark vault above with stars was spangled o'er.
  3. Why hast thou nothing in thy face? Thou idol of the human race, Thou tyrant of the human heart, The flower of lovely youth that art.
  4. On such a night, when Air has loosed Its guardian grasp on blood and brain, Old terrors then of god or ghost Creep from their caves to life…
  5. My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night.
  6. And Reason kens he herits in A haunted house. Tenants unknown Assert their squalid lease of sin With earlier title than his own.
  7. To-morrow it seem Like the empty words of a dream Remembered on waking.
  8. When first we met we did not guess That Love would prove so hard a master.

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