Lays Of The Sanctuary And Other Poems Classic Reprint PDF Download

Excerpt from The Hermitage and Other Poems That stirs but with her heart-beats. Far, unheard May wrangle on the noisy human host, While I will face my Life, that Silent ghost, And force it speak what it would have with me. Not of the fair young Earth, The snow-crowned, sunny-belted globe Not Of its skies, nor Twilight's purple robe, Nor pearly dawn not Of the flowers' birth, And Autumn's forest-funerals not of storms, And quiet seas, and clouds' incessant forms Not Of the sanctuary of the night, With its solemnities, nor any Sight And pleasant sound of all the friendly day But I am tired of what we call our lives Tired of the endless humming in the hives, Sick of the bitter 'honey that we eat, And sick of cursing all the shallow cheat. Let me arise, and away To the land that guards the dying day, Whose burning tear, the evening-star, Drops silently to the wave afar The land where summers never cease Their sunny psalm Of light and peace. Whose moonlight, poured for years untold, Has drifted down in dust of gold Whose morning splendors, fallen in showers, Leave ceaseless sunrise in the flowers. There I will choose some eyrie in the hills, Where I may build, like a lonely bird; And catch the whispered music heard Out Of the noise of human ills. So, I am here at last A purer world, whose feet the old, salt Past Washes against, and leaves it fresh and free As a new island risen from the sea. Three dreamy weeks we lay on Ocean's breast, Rocked asleep, by gentle winds caressed. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.