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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391994" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Assumpta Maria</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mortals, that behold a Woman,<br>Rising 'twixt the Moon and Sun;<br>Who am I the heavens assume? an<br>All am I, and I am one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Multitudinous ascend I,<br>Dreadful as a battle arrayed,<br>For I bear you whither tend I;<br>Ye are I: be undismayed!<br>I, the Ark that for the graven<br>Tables of the Law was made;<br>Man's own heart was one, one Heaven,<br>Both within my womb were laid.<br>For there Anteros with Eros<br>Heaven with man conjoin-ed was,--<br>Twin-stone of the Law, Ischyros,<br>Agios Athanatos.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, the flesh-girt Paradises<br>Gardenered by the Adam new,<br>Daintied o'er with sweet devices<br>Which He loveth, for He grew.<br>I, the boundless strict savannah<br>Which God's leaping feet go through;<br>I, the heaven whence the Manna,<br>Weary Israel, slid on you!<br>He the Anteros and Eros,<br>I the body, He the Cross;<br>He upbeareth me, Ischyros,<br>Agios Athanatos!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am Daniel's mystic Mountain,<br>Whence the mighty stone was rolled;<br>I am the four Rivers' fountain,<br>Watering Paradise of old;<br>Cloud down-raining the Just One am,<br>Danae of the Shower of Gold;<br>I the Hostel of the Sun am;<br>He the Lamb, and I the Fold.<br>He the Anteros and Eros,<br>I the body, He the Cross;<br>He is fast to me, Ischyros,<br>Agios Athanatos!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, the presence-hall where Angels<br>Do enwheel their plac-ed King--<br>Even my thoughts which, without change else,<br>Cyclic burn and cyclic sing.<br>To the hollow of Heaven transplanted,<br>I a breathing Eden spring,<br>Where with venom all outpanted<br>Lies the slimed Curse shrivelling.<br>For the brazen Serpent clear on<br>That old fang-ed knowledge shone;<br>I to Wisdom rise, Ischyron,<br>Agion Athanaton!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See in highest heaven pavilioned<br>Now the maiden Heaven rest,<br>The many-breasted sky out-millioned<br>By the splendours of her vest.<br>Lo, the Ark this holy tide is<br>The un-handmade Temple's guest,<br>And the dark Egyptian bride is<br>Whitely to the Spouse-Heart prest!<br>He the Anteros and Eros,<br>Nail me to Thee, sweetest Cross!<br>He is fast to me, Ischyros,<br>Agios Athanatos!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tell me, tell me, O Belov-ed,<br>Where Thou dost in mid-day feed!<br>For my wanderings are reprov-ed,<br>And my heart is salt with need.'<br>'Thine own self not spellest God in,<br>Nor the lisping papyrus reed?<br>Follow where the flocks have trodden,<br>Follow where the shepherds lead.'<br>He, the Anteros and Eros,<br>Mounts me in AEgyptic car,<br>Twin-yoked; leading me, Ischyros,<br>Trembling to the untempted Far.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Make me chainlets, silvern, golden,<br>I that sow shall surely reap;<br>While as yet my Spouse is holden<br>Like a Lion in mountained sleep.'<br>'Make her chainlets, silvern, golden,<br>She hath sown and she shall reap;<br>Look up to the mountains olden,<br>Whence help comes with lioned leap.'<br>By what gushed the bitter Spear on,<br>Pain, which sundered, maketh one;<br>Crucified to Him, Ischyron,<br>Agion Athanaton!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then commanded and spake to me<br>He who framed all things that be;<br>And my Maker entered through me,<br>In my tent His rest took He.<br>Lo! He standeth, Spouse and Brother;<br>I to Him, and He to me,<br>Who upraised me where my mother<br>Fell, beneath the apple-tree.<br>Risen 'twixt Anteros and Eros,<br>Blood and Water, Moon and Sun,<br>He upbears me, He Ischyros,<br>I bear Him, the Athanaton!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where is laid the Lord arisen?<br>In the light we walk in gloom;<br>Though the sun has burst his prison,<br>We know not his biding-room.<br>Tell us where the Lord sojourneth,<br>For we find an empty tomb.<br>'Whence He sprung, there He returneth,<br>Mystic Sun,--the Virgin's Womb.'<br>Hidden Sun, His beams so near us,<br>Cloud enpillared as He was<br>From of old, there He, Ischyros,<br>Waits our search, Athanatos.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who will give Him me for brother,<br>Counted of my family,<br>Sucking the sweet breasts of my Mother?--<br>I His flesh, and mine is He;<br>To my Bread myself the bread is,<br>And my Wine doth drink me: see,<br>His left hand beneath my head is,<br>His right hand embraceth me!<br>Sweetest Anteros and Eros,<br>Lo, her arms He leans across;<br>Dead that we die not, stooped to rear us,<br>Thanatos Athanatos.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who is She, in candid vesture,<br>Rushing up from out the brine?<br>Treading with resilient gesture<br>Air, and with that Cup divine?<br>She in us and we in her are,<br>Beating Godward: all that pine,<br>Lo, a wonder and a terror!<br>The Sun hath blushed the Sea to Wine!<br>He the Anteros and Eros,<br>She the Bride and Spirit; for<br>Now the days of promise near us,<br>And the Sea shall be no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Open wide thy gates, O Virgin,<br>That the King may enter thee!<br>At all gates the clangours gurge in,<br>God's paludament lightens, see!<br>Camp of Angels! Well we even<br>Of this thing may doubtful be,--<br>If thou art assumed to Heaven,<br>Or is Heaven assumed to thee!<br>Consummatum. Christ the promised,<br>Thy maiden realm is won, O Strong!<br>Since to such sweet Kingdom comest,<br>Remember me, poor Thief of Song!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cadent fails the stars along:-<br>Mortals, that behold a woman<br>Rising 'twixt the Moon and Sun;<br>Who am I the heavens assume? an<br>All am I, and I am one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Thompson">Francis Thompson</a><div class=q>
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Rising 'twixt the Moon and Sun;
Who am I the heavens assume? an
All am I, and I am one.

Multitudinous ascend I,
Dreadful as a battle arrayed,
For I bear you whither tend I;
Ye are I: be undismayed!
I, the Ark that fo..."></div>
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