Bird-Notes by Evelyn Douglas [i.e. J. E. Barlas] |
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Spiritual Irradiation. |
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XXXV. Spiritual Irradiation.
When the smile is on thy lips—
As the fair moon from eclipse
Naked forth and shining slips;
As the prisoned music, pent
Deep within the instrument,
Issues if thine aid be lent;—
'Tis thy soul I seem to see
Come forth from its sanctuary.
As the fair moon from eclipse
Naked forth and shining slips;
As the prisoned music, pent
Deep within the instrument,
Issues if thine aid be lent;—
'Tis thy soul I seem to see
Come forth from its sanctuary.
When the love is in thine eyes—
As the solemn stars arise
Soft and clear without disguise;
As the yearning sounds awake
From the country at day-break,
Forcing the full heart to ache,—
'Tis thy soul I seem to see
Come forth from its sanctuary.
As the solemn stars arise
Soft and clear without disguise;
As the yearning sounds awake
From the country at day-break,
Forcing the full heart to ache,—
'Tis thy soul I seem to see
Come forth from its sanctuary.
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