Children of Fancy; Poems

Children of Fancy; Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1915 edition. Excerpt: ...mist, Till round her neck mere mortal arms he cast; While her whole soul, with overstrained desire, Slipped in a burning vapour as she kissed, Leaving her soulless and consumed by fire. So, less than mortal man--for man at least Hath still some share in immortality--I-Ie stood there doomed to more than death's decree; Yet drank he madly at love's golden feast. And still his passionate purpose loud increased Such utter loveliness unveiled to see; Yet, as the day waned, never answered she, Until at length his striving utterance ceased. Wistful he watched, the while his life drew back And drifted to the nothing and the dark. Not even death was his; nor sign nor mark, Faint traced on earth, in Hades, or the skies-Blank utmost--nay, nor grief nor torturing rack. And lo, she sat and stared with vacant eyes. III DOOM There, on the bitter ground, white cold he lay, Who once had been a god and still was fair, Olympian-thewed, with mighty form laid bare, Flushed faintly with the sunset's last estray. Then from the West the wind awoke to play, And whirled the rifted rain-clouds through the air, And drove the drops through all his gleaming hair--A fateful presage of his swift decay. So she rose up and laughed, and down the stream, Drearly the hollow echo mocking sped; So strange a thing--to. feel her soul had fled And yet for ever live in deathless guise, Void of all purpose, aimless as a dream. And still she stands and stares with vacant eyes. BITTER-SWEET O CHILD, with dreamland glory in thy hair, Soft blown about thy brows serene and white, What are those memories interwoven there That burn into my soul with tense delight? Eyes that I love look through those wondrous eyes, Lips I have kissed so oft are in thy smile; All that more

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  • Paperback | 46 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 100g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236857429
  • 9781236857422