The Adventure of the Apocalypse

  Poems


From 8th may to 8th august

Forsake me not, Sweet Power!

Make my life music with Thy kiss—

I pray that if one hour

Be without breath of Thy blue bliss,

Let it be like the stop of a flute

Where a master finger turns mute

The magic air, that air may stream

A perfect shape of the heart's dream

Through other stops, and with each stifle free

More subtle tones of the Infinite Mystery.


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