THIS virgin soul looked shyly forth, and knew The fiery face of Love, and then withdrew, Just when the spices through its garden blew. With this one glimpse so full a rapture came, It shrank from earthly joy as pain and shame, And passed to God on that first mystic flame. Dissolved, assumed in ardours so intense, It rose to heights untouched by mortal sense, Like some pure cloud of molten frankincense. And that pale lamp of verse, which God had given To guide this soul, while o'er life's ocean driven, Was quenched within the blazing glow of heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHAPE OF THE CORONER by WALLACE STEVENS HOLY POEMS: 1 by GEORGE BARKER NAPOLEON by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ON MUSIC by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR CHRIST IN THE UNIVERSE by ALICE MEYNELL HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 6. YEUX GLAUQUES by EZRA POUND IDYLLS OF THE KING: TO THE QUEEN by ALFRED TENNYSON |