THE PALACE OF ART.
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VI.
To which my soul made answer readily.
"Trust me, in bliss I shall abide
In this great mansion that is built for me
So royalrich and wide."
To which my soul made answer readily.
"Trust me, in bliss I shall abide
In this great mansion that is built for me
So royalrich and wide."
VII.
Full of long-sounding corridors it was
That overvaulted grateful glooms,
Roofed with thick plates of green and orange glass
Ending in stately rooms.
Full of long-sounding corridors it was
That overvaulted grateful glooms,
Roofed with thick plates of green and orange glass
Ending in stately rooms.
VIII.
Full of great rooms and small the palace stood,
All various, all beautiful,
Looking all ways, fitted to every mood
And change of my still soul.
Full of great rooms and small the palace stood,
All various, all beautiful,
Looking all ways, fitted to every mood
And change of my still soul.
IX.
For some were hung with arras green and blue
Showing a gaudy summer morn,
Where with puffed cheek the belted hunter blew
His wreathèd buglehorn.
For some were hung with arras green and blue
Showing a gaudy summer morn,
Where with puffed cheek the belted hunter blew
His wreathèd buglehorn.
