Mundi et Cordis De Rebus Sempiternis et Temporariis: Carmina. Poems and Sonnets. By Thomas Wade |
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LV. THE TAINTED.
The contact of base minds and their discourseHave tainted thy clear spirit, gentle Lady!
And Common Being, with its sluggish force,
Hath overgrown thy Purer Soul's existence;
As in the silence of a spring-bank shady
A bramble hides a wild-flower: and the distance
That ever lay between thee and the grossness
Of the vain world and its self-drawn moroseness,
Is lessening day by day, to my much sorrow.
Yet, from one thought do I that comfort borrow
Which holds me from despairing of thy soul:
Clouds of the world on thy heart's clearness fall;
But wilful memories thou canst not controul,
Of an untold delight, must keep thee spiritual.
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