 | The Poems of Sir William Watson |  |
REVELATION
When all the choric peal shall end,
That through the fanes hath rung;
When the long lauds no more ascend
From man's adoring tongue;
That through the fanes hath rung;
When the long lauds no more ascend
From man's adoring tongue;
When whelmed are altar, priest, and creed;
When all the faiths have passed;
Perhaps, from darkening incense freed,
God may emerge at last.
When all the faiths have passed;
Perhaps, from darkening incense freed,
God may emerge at last.
1908
| The Poems of Sir William Watson | |