Letters and Literary Remains of Edward Fitzgerald Edited by William Aldis Wright: In seven volumes |
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Just as another Holy Spirit fled,
The Skies above him burst into a Bed
Of Angels looking down and singing clear
‘Nightingale! Nightingale! thy Rose is here!’
And yet, the Door wide open to that Bliss,
As some hot Lover slights a scanty Kiss,
The Saint cried ‘All I sigh'd for come to this?
I who life-long have struggled, Lord, to be
Not of thy Angels one, but one with Thee!’
The Skies above him burst into a Bed
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‘Nightingale! Nightingale! thy Rose is here!’
And yet, the Door wide open to that Bliss,
As some hot Lover slights a scanty Kiss,
The Saint cried ‘All I sigh'd for come to this?
I who life-long have struggled, Lord, to be
Not of thy Angels one, but one with Thee!’
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