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TO YOU IN GLORY
O silvery voice across the starless void!O blessed vision, wonderful, divine!
I see thee standing, and thy radiant face
Smiles down on me through this world's gathering gloom:
I cannot look at thee, I yearn and stretch
These eager hands to reach thine own in vain.
Gulfs are between us, an eternal sea,
The aching void, an infinite abyss,
Which none may cross! Gentle and kind and true,
Son of the Morning, star of light and joy,
How fares it with thee in thy Home of Rest?
I see thee in the sunset, and thine eyes
In every star, and in the rosy morn
Thy maiden blushes; where thou art is beauty,
And wheresoe'er is beauty there art thou!
When my cleansed soul shall shine with noble deeds,
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I shall be with thee in thy glory bright;
Till then be thou beside me in my dreams,
Till then when dream and waking shall be one—
Thou always, day and night!
| The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite | |