The Tower.

The Tower.

THERE lies a City of Unnumbered DeadWhere paths entwine, where hills and valleys be,And still, black pools; the cypress mysticallyShrouds those dark ways. There living souls may treadWith but slow steps and rare. With slow steps, ledBy Love two lovers passed; they spake, and sheCast down her mystic eyes lest he might seeIn their vague depths the image of her dread.A great round-tower of granite crowns that land.Thither they came, and now her starry eyesWere raised to his; that dread which wrought them illBehind them with the frozen dead lay chill.Up the enchanted stairway hand in handThey passed, and issued forth to see the skies.

THERE lies a City of Unnumbered DeadWhere paths entwine, where hills and valleys be,And still, black pools; the cypress mysticallyShrouds those dark ways. There living souls may treadWith but slow steps and rare. With slow steps, ledBy Love two lovers passed; they spake, and sheCast down her mystic eyes lest he might seeIn their vague depths the image of her dread.A great round-tower of granite crowns that land.Thither they came, and now her starry eyesWere raised to his; that dread which wrought them illBehind them with the frozen dead lay chill.Up the enchanted stairway hand in handThey passed, and issued forth to see the skies.

THERE lies a City of Unnumbered DeadWhere paths entwine, where hills and valleys be,And still, black pools; the cypress mysticallyShrouds those dark ways. There living souls may treadWith but slow steps and rare. With slow steps, ledBy Love two lovers passed; they spake, and sheCast down her mystic eyes lest he might seeIn their vague depths the image of her dread.

THERE lies a City of Unnumbered Dead

THERE lies a City of Unnumbered Dead

Where paths entwine, where hills and valleys be,

And still, black pools; the cypress mystically

Shrouds those dark ways. There living souls may tread

With but slow steps and rare. With slow steps, led

By Love two lovers passed; they spake, and she

Cast down her mystic eyes lest he might see

In their vague depths the image of her dread.

A great round-tower of granite crowns that land.Thither they came, and now her starry eyesWere raised to his; that dread which wrought them illBehind them with the frozen dead lay chill.Up the enchanted stairway hand in handThey passed, and issued forth to see the skies.

A great round-tower of granite crowns that land.

Thither they came, and now her starry eyes

Were raised to his; that dread which wrought them ill

Behind them with the frozen dead lay chill.

Up the enchanted stairway hand in hand

They passed, and issued forth to see the skies.

And yet their sweetest moment did not seemThat dizzying issue into tenuous light,Where the keen salt-sea wind that lashed their heightDrowned their love-quickened breath as in a streamOf chill, on-rushing æther; not the gleamOf multitudinous Ocean, nor the brightExpanse of Earth could draw their dazzled sightFrom the new glory of their passionate dream.It was upon the tower’s midmost stairAt one dim diamond-window; both beguiledPaused in the gloom; she trembled like a child;His hot mouth found her mouth, her gold-twined hair,And in her milk-white breast her heart beat wildBeneath one burning kiss he printed there.

And yet their sweetest moment did not seemThat dizzying issue into tenuous light,Where the keen salt-sea wind that lashed their heightDrowned their love-quickened breath as in a streamOf chill, on-rushing æther; not the gleamOf multitudinous Ocean, nor the brightExpanse of Earth could draw their dazzled sightFrom the new glory of their passionate dream.It was upon the tower’s midmost stairAt one dim diamond-window; both beguiledPaused in the gloom; she trembled like a child;His hot mouth found her mouth, her gold-twined hair,And in her milk-white breast her heart beat wildBeneath one burning kiss he printed there.

And yet their sweetest moment did not seemThat dizzying issue into tenuous light,Where the keen salt-sea wind that lashed their heightDrowned their love-quickened breath as in a streamOf chill, on-rushing æther; not the gleamOf multitudinous Ocean, nor the brightExpanse of Earth could draw their dazzled sightFrom the new glory of their passionate dream.

And yet their sweetest moment did not seem

That dizzying issue into tenuous light,

Where the keen salt-sea wind that lashed their height

Drowned their love-quickened breath as in a stream

Of chill, on-rushing æther; not the gleam

Of multitudinous Ocean, nor the bright

Expanse of Earth could draw their dazzled sight

From the new glory of their passionate dream.

It was upon the tower’s midmost stairAt one dim diamond-window; both beguiledPaused in the gloom; she trembled like a child;His hot mouth found her mouth, her gold-twined hair,And in her milk-white breast her heart beat wildBeneath one burning kiss he printed there.

It was upon the tower’s midmost stair

At one dim diamond-window; both beguiled

Paused in the gloom; she trembled like a child;

His hot mouth found her mouth, her gold-twined hair,

And in her milk-white breast her heart beat wild

Beneath one burning kiss he printed there.


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