Poems Appendix
Fragment: "I strayed about the deck, an hour tonight"
The Dance
Song
"Sometimes even now I may"
Sonnet: In Time of Revolt
A Letter to a Live Poet
Fragment on Painters
The True Beatitude (Bouts-Rimes)
Sonnet Reversed
It's not going to happen again
The Little Dog's Day
|
|
The True Beatitude (Bouts-Rimes)
They say, when the Great Prompter's hand shall ring
Down the last curtain upon earth and sea,
All the Good Mimes will have eternity
To praise their Author, worship love and sing;
Or to the walls of Heaven wandering
Look down on those damned for a fretful d----,
Mock them (all theologians agree
On this reward for virtue), laugh, and fling
New sulphur on the sin-incarnadined . . .
Ah, Love! still temporal, and still atmospheric,
Teleologically unperturbed,
We share a peace by no divine divined,
An earthly garden hidden from any cleric,
Untrodden of God, by no Eternal
curbed.
1913.
|