The Little City
The Little City
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Clear, dreadful, full of wings the sky, and sweet The cool air singing through the balsam-trees.
Upon the hills the wind is beautiful And floods the hollow highland like a wave.
There comes an angel out of Babylon, Whose wings are bluer than the sapphire is.
He sings, he sings and walks the height alone Upon the highlands of Arabia.
A myriad musics echo back his song.
And all the heaven is full of shrilling voices.
27 HEAVENLY GOTHIC.
A GREAT cloud overhung the darkening earth, Enormous, shinin...g white and wonderful.
From the dim splendours of the dying sun Roses and gold it caught, and loveliest light.
And at an open window sat and gazed A poor, sad, dreaming soul, most miserable.
Battered of earth, too weak to win its wars, Yet a beholder of most subtle visions.
Upon the turret of the cloud stood Michael, Clad all in purple, with a shining sword.
All trumpet-tongued to that poor fool he called : " Come up now to the High Cathedral of God, Come up to the holy house of the great sun : Lo, the foundations are the flame of the clouds, And the arches are the prayers of the sunset, And the song of it the choir of the evening ; Stars are its windows and its walls are fire, Built of the light of morning : enter thou !
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Clear, dreadful, full of wings the sky, and sweet The cool air singing through the balsam-trees.
Upon the hills the wind is beautiful And floods the hollow highland like a wave.
There comes an angel out of Babylon, Whose wings are bluer than the sapphire is.
He sings, he sings and walks the height alone Upon the highlands of Arabia.
A myriad musics echo back his song.
And all the heaven is full of shrilling voices.
27 HEAVENLY GOTHIC.
A GREAT cloud overhung the darkening earth, Enormous, shinin...g white and wonderful.
From the dim splendours of the dying sun Roses and gold it caught, and loveliest light.
And at an open window sat and gazed A poor, sad, dreaming soul, most miserable.
Battered of earth, too weak to win its wars, Yet a beholder of most subtle visions.
Upon the turret of the cloud stood Michael, Clad all in purple, with a shining sword.
All trumpet-tongued to that poor fool he called : " Come up now to the High Cathedral of God, Come up to the holy house of the great sun : Lo, the foundations are the flame of the clouds, And the arches are the prayers of the sunset, And the song of it the choir of the evening ; Stars are its windows and its walls are fire, Built of the light of morning : enter thou !
What to read after The Little City?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Wilfred Rowland Childe to read onlineMoreLess
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