Whence hast thou gone, O vision beloved? There is silence now In thy groves, and never A voice proclaimeth Thy glory come, Thy joy rearisen! O passion of beauty, Forsake not thus Those who have worshipped thee, Body and soul! Come to us, come to us, Inviolate, Beautiful, Thou whose breath Is as Spring o'er the world, Whose smile is the flowering Of the wide green Earth! Deep in the heart of thee, Like a moonbeam moving Through the heart of a hill-lake Moveth Compassion: O Beloved, Be with us ever, Thou, the Beautiful, Passion of Beauty, Alma Victrix! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE WANING MOON by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY OUR LEFT' by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR THE FORSAKEN by C. HAMILTON AIDE DEATH AT DAYBREAK by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH FIVE LITTLE WANDERINGS: 2. CHILDHOOD by BERTON BRALEY PRIVATE DEVOTION by PHOEBE HINSDALE BROWN HOME, SWEET HOME WITH VARIATIONS: 5. OLIVER GOLDSMITH by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER ENTERTAINMENT GIVEN BY LORD KNOWLES: SONG 1 by THOMAS CAMPION |