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SONNET IX
THE ELEMENTAL SOUL |
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SONNET IX
THE ELEMENTAL SOUL
Strange part hath Woman with the flowers and streams
And all wild wayward elemental things.
O wingless man, thy partner hath bright wings
O'er which the sunset plays, the rainbow gleams!
The golden morn amid her tresses dreams:
Straight to her heart the tender snowdrop springs.
A message from the Unknown Love she brings:
Mingled with scents of fairy-land she seems.
And all wild wayward elemental things.
O wingless man, thy partner hath bright wings
O'er which the sunset plays, the rainbow gleams!
The golden morn amid her tresses dreams:
Straight to her heart the tender snowdrop springs.
A message from the Unknown Love she brings:
Mingled with scents of fairy-land she seems.
The Soul that, ever-struggling, ever-chaste,
Toils to be with us in these latter days,
Through Woman its untold desire conveys
And hints sublime of what may one day be
When all the green earth by her love embraced
Whispers her secret to the stars and sea.
Toils to be with us in these latter days,
Through Woman its untold desire conveys
And hints sublime of what may one day be
When all the green earth by her love embraced
Whispers her secret to the stars and sea.
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