Hope and Fear—those internecine fighters—stop fighting and accost him "No man may him hyde From Deth, holow eyed," But for you, twin spirits, that shall not suffice: You are not male nor female, but a plan Deep set within the heart of man. Splendid with splendor hid, you come from your Arab abode, A fiery topaz smothered in the hand of a great prince who rode Like you, Sun, forth when day began, Flanked by his caravan. O Sun, you shall stay With us. Holiday And day of wrath shall be as one, wound in a device Of Moorish gorgeousness, round glasses spun To flame as hemispheres of one Great hour-glass dwindling to one stem. Consume hostility! Employ your weapon in this meeting place of surging enmity! Insurgent feet shall not outrun Multiplied flames, O Sun! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING'S WELCOME, FR. ALEXANDER AND CAMPASPE by JOHN LYLY A DEAD HARVEST (IN KENSINGTON GARDENS) by ALICE MEYNELL A FATHER OF WOMEN: AD SOROREM E. B. by ALICE MEYNELL THE EBB AND FLOW by EDWARD TAYLOR BETWEEN WAND AND WELT by MARGARET AHO MY HAPPINESS by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS ON THE THRESHOLD by ASTLEY H. BALDWIN |