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the rose enthroned.
And life works through the growing quietness,
To bring some darling mystery into form:
Beauty her fairest Possible would dress
In colors pure and warm.
To bring some darling mystery into form:
Beauty her fairest Possible would dress
In colors pure and warm.
Within the depths of palpitating seas
A tender tint,—anon a line of grace,
Some lovely thought from its dull atom frees,
The coming joy to trace:—
A tender tint,—anon a line of grace,
Some lovely thought from its dull atom frees,
The coming joy to trace:—
A pencilled moss on tablets of the sand,
Such as shall veil the unbudded maiden-blush
Of beauty yet to gladden the green land;—
A breathing, through the hush,
Such as shall veil the unbudded maiden-blush
Of beauty yet to gladden the green land;—
A breathing, through the hush,
Of some sealed perfume longing to burst out,
And give its prisoned rapture to the air;—
A brooding hope, a promise through a doubt,
Is whispered everywhere.
And give its prisoned rapture to the air;—
A brooding hope, a promise through a doubt,
Is whispered everywhere.
And, every dawn a shade more clear, the skies
A flush as from the heart of heaven disclose:
Through earth and sea and air a message flies,
Prophetic of the Rose.
A flush as from the heart of heaven disclose:
Through earth and sea and air a message flies,
Prophetic of the Rose.
