The Secret Splendour

  Poems


"Sero te Amavi..."

 

Enhaloed love, why flowerest thou to bless

So late with fume of God my wilderness?

 

Haven of glory, all-transfiguring peace—

Won with what travail through the heart's dim seas!

 

O the vain hours ere this eternity!

O the void dreams till thy vast flamed in me!

 

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