Poems
THEME/S
What power is in that Blue asleep for ever
Beyond the burning freedoms of endeavour?
Thought after thought carries a storm of wings
To span the moveless Deep that downward flings
Each thrill with a yonder to all ecstasies—
A cool unpierceable colour wherein light
Takes no fixed form but in supremest ease
Hangs like a crown above both day and night!
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