The Secret Splendour

  Poems


 

Poet, be yours the sculptor's art—

A visionary force of sound

Carving from the white profound

Of the trance-secluded heart

Symbols of fiery repose—

A rapture-resonance

Bright-shaping to disclose

With every song a monumental dream

Of some supreme

Inalterable hushed omnipotence!

 

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