Orion, and Other Poems

by Charles G.D. Roberts


 

TO THE SPIRIT OF SONG


 

 
WHITE as fleeces blown across the hollow heaven
    Fold on fold thy garment wraps thy shining limbs;
Deep thy gaze as morning’s flamed thro’ vapors riven,
    Bright thine hair as day’s that up the ether swims.
Surely I have seen the majesty and wonder,                     
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    Beauty, might, and splendor of the soul of song;
Surely I have felt the spell that lifts asunder
    Soul from body, when lips faint and thought is strong;
            Surely I have heard
            The ample silence stirred                                     
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By intensest music from no throat of bird:—
       Smitten down before thy feet
       From the paths of heaven sweet,
Lowly I await the song upon my lips conferred.