Matin Bells and Scarlet and Gold By "F. Harald Williams"[i.e. F. W. O. Ward]. First Edition |
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MY SPECULUM.
At times I let my fancy wander,
And with its speculum I ponder
The mysteries of Space;
My travelled thought spreads out its wings
Beyond the utmost verge of things,
And spans the furthest place.
Then mirrored shape and awful measure
Of many an unknown hidden treasure
I gather on my glass;
The far result of aimless toil,
An unimagined splendid spoil
Appearing not to pass.
And with its speculum I ponder
The mysteries of Space;
My travelled thought spreads out its wings
Beyond the utmost verge of things,
And spans the furthest place.
Then mirrored shape and awful measure
Of many an unknown hidden treasure
I gather on my glass;
The far result of aimless toil,
An unimagined splendid spoil
Appearing not to pass.
Bright fantasies of fairy visions
Which once I deemed but soft derisions,
I see are lovely fact;
And beautiful conjectured lights,
Buried beneath a thousand nights,
Leap into living act.
My starry dreams stand out in glory
And prove beyond the wildest story,
How strange realities;
And in my very words I find
Unconscious witnesses to mind,
And fair theologies.
Which once I deemed but soft derisions,
I see are lovely fact;
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Buried beneath a thousand nights,
Leap into living act.
My starry dreams stand out in glory
And prove beyond the wildest story,
How strange realities;
And in my very words I find
Unconscious witnesses to mind,
And fair theologies.
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