Recreations
Recreations
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55 I hear thy voice in every moan Of winter s watery wail ; Oh God, my Love, art thou alone Beyond Elysium s pale ?
Why dost thou call? I cannot hear What thing thou bidst me do, My soul is sharp with shrinking fear I could not, if I knew.
Am I a ghoul to writhe with thee In witches revelry, Hell s outcast to feast with thee In loathly devilry?
I fear thy icy, vampire breath That blows across thy face; Why dost thou wander far in death From God s appointed place?
I hear thy piteous voice behind... My words in lonely halls, Thy cere-clothes drape my deadened mind With dankly rotting palls.
How oft that dear voice called to me At day s declining light, To call me neath our cypress tree I ll meet thee there to-night!
DESPAIR All day I sit enthroned in ashes; dust Defiles the ragged grayness of my hair, My steady eyes, with stony, lightless glare 56 Gaze ever on thy works with grim distrust; Thy will is water, Man, thy love is lust, All yearning ends in Me, thy Queen, Despair; Look forth for sympathy, my gaze is there ; Trust not the blue of steel it rots to rust: Build ye with stone, and I ll not overthrow, But make thy palace mine, and entering in Will dwell with thee.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
55 I hear thy voice in every moan Of winter s watery wail ; Oh God, my Love, art thou alone Beyond Elysium s pale ?
Why dost thou call? I cannot hear What thing thou bidst me do, My soul is sharp with shrinking fear I could not, if I knew.
Am I a ghoul to writhe with thee In witches revelry, Hell s outcast to feast with thee In loathly devilry?
I fear thy icy, vampire breath That blows across thy face; Why dost thou wander far in death From God s appointed place?
I hear thy piteous voice behind... My words in lonely halls, Thy cere-clothes drape my deadened mind With dankly rotting palls.
How oft that dear voice called to me At day s declining light, To call me neath our cypress tree I ll meet thee there to-night!
DESPAIR All day I sit enthroned in ashes; dust Defiles the ragged grayness of my hair, My steady eyes, with stony, lightless glare 56 Gaze ever on thy works with grim distrust; Thy will is water, Man, thy love is lust, All yearning ends in Me, thy Queen, Despair; Look forth for sympathy, my gaze is there ; Trust not the blue of steel it rots to rust: Build ye with stone, and I ll not overthrow, But make thy palace mine, and entering in Will dwell with thee.
What to read after Recreations?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by J T to read onlineMoreLess
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