A Handful of Honeysuckle By a Mary F Robinson
A Handful of Honeysuckle By a Mary F Robinson
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Low I knelt where others trod, Shelter'd by o'er-shadowing wings, Lest mine eyes beholding God Should grow blind to earthly things.
Close to me. Ah blessed place !
Knelt the fairest angel there, With my dear dead lady's face 'Neath her morning-glory hair.
IN THE ORGAN LOFT. 39 Long white hands clasp'd prayerfully, Eyes that love not but adore, Seeing God, forgetting me, Evermore and evermore.
Straight I rose before the Throne (Only her I saw) to say (But I thought of her alone) In excelsis glor...ia !
Round my lady turn'd all white, With wide eyes devoid of prayer, On her lips the anthem died And the halo on her hair.
Turn'd and stretch' d her arms to me Bent her face down All was gone. And the silence seemed to be Thunder, where I sat alone. * % * * Through the night the music ran From my fingers all in vain. And I doubt if any can Bring that vision back again.
A DIALOGUE.
She. The dandelions in the grass Are blown to fairies' clocks, On this green bank I pluckt (Alas) The last of lady-smocks, He.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Low I knelt where others trod, Shelter'd by o'er-shadowing wings, Lest mine eyes beholding God Should grow blind to earthly things.
Close to me. Ah blessed place !
Knelt the fairest angel there, With my dear dead lady's face 'Neath her morning-glory hair.
IN THE ORGAN LOFT. 39 Long white hands clasp'd prayerfully, Eyes that love not but adore, Seeing God, forgetting me, Evermore and evermore.
Straight I rose before the Throne (Only her I saw) to say (But I thought of her alone) In excelsis glor...ia !
Round my lady turn'd all white, With wide eyes devoid of prayer, On her lips the anthem died And the halo on her hair.
Turn'd and stretch' d her arms to me Bent her face down All was gone. And the silence seemed to be Thunder, where I sat alone. * % * * Through the night the music ran From my fingers all in vain. And I doubt if any can Bring that vision back again.
A DIALOGUE.
She. The dandelions in the grass Are blown to fairies' clocks, On this green bank I pluckt (Alas) The last of lady-smocks, He.
What to read after A Handful of Honeysuckle By a Mary F Robinson?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by A Mary F Agnes Mary Frances Robinson to read onlineMoreLess
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