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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396745" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn To Colour</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With Life and Death I walked when Love appeared,<br>And made them on each side a shadow seem.<br>Through wooded vales the land of dawn we neared,<br>Where down smooth rapids whirls the helmless dream<br>To fall on daylight; and night puts away<br>Her darker veil for grey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that grey veil green grassblades brushed we by;<br>We came where woods breathed sharp, and overhead<br>Rocks raised clear horns on a transforming sky:<br>Around, save for those shapes, with him who led<br>And linked them, desert varied by no sign<br>Of other life than mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By this the dark-winged planet, raying wide,<br>From the mild pearl-glow to the rose upborne,<br>Drew in his fires, less faint than far descried,<br>Pure-fronted on a stronger wave of morn:<br>And those two shapes the splendour interweaved,<br>Hung web-like, sank and heaved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love took my hand when hidden stood the sun<br>To fling his robe on shoulder-heights of snow.<br>Then said: There lie they, Life and Death in one.<br>Whichever is, the other is: but know,<br>It is thy craving self that thou dost see,<br>Not in them seeing me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall man into the mystery of breath,<br>From his quick beating pulse a pathway spy?<br>Or learn the secret of the shrouded death,<br>By lifting up the lid of a white eye?<br>Cleave thou thy way with fathering desire<br>Of fire to reach to fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look now where Colour, the soul's bridegroom, makes<br>The house of heaven splendid for the bride.<br>To him as leaps a fountain she awakes,<br>In knotting arms, yet boundless: him beside,<br>She holds the flower to heaven, and by his power<br>Brings heaven to the flower.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He gives her homeliness in desert air,<br>And sovereignty in spaciousness; he leads<br>Through widening chambers of surprise to where<br>Throbs rapture near an end that aye recedes,<br>Because his touch is infinite and lends<br>A yonder to all ends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death begs of Life his blush; Life Death persuades<br>To keep long day with his caresses graced.<br>He is the heart of light, the wing of shades,<br>The crown of beauty: never soul embraced<br>Of him can harbour unfaith; soul of him<br>Possessed walks never dim.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IX</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love eyed his rosy memories: he sang:<br>O bloom of dawn, breathed up from the gold sheaf<br>Held springing beneath Orient! that dost hang<br>The space of dewdrops running over leaf;<br>Thy fleetingness is bigger in the ghost<br>Than Time with all his host!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">X</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of thee to say behold, has said adieu:<br>But love remembers how the sky was green,<br>And how the grasses glimmered lightest blue;<br>How saint-like grey took fervour: how the screen<br>Of cloud grew violet; how thy moment came<br>Between a blush and flame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love saw the emissary eglantine<br>Break wave round thy white feet above the gloom;<br>Lay finger on thy star; thy raiment line<br>With cherub wing and limb; wed thy soft bloom,<br>Gold-quivering like sunrays in thistle-down,<br>Earth under rolling brown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They do not look through love to look on thee,<br>Grave heavenliness! nor know they joy of sight,<br>Who deem the wave of rapt desire must be<br>Its wrecking and last issue of delight.<br>Dead seasons quicken in one petal-spot<br>Of colour unforgot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This way have men come out of brutishness<br>To spell the letters of the sky and read<br>A reflex upon earth else meaningless.<br>With thee, O fount of the Untimed! to lead,<br>Drink they of thee, thee eyeing, they unaged<br>Shall on through brave wars waged.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XIV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">More gardens will they win than any lost;<br>The vile plucked out of them, the unlovely slain.<br>Not forfeiting the beast with which they are crossed,<br>To stature of the Gods will they attain.<br>They shall uplift their Earth to meet her Lord,<br>Themselves the attuning chord!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The song had ceased; my vision with the song.<br>Then of those Shadows, which one made descent<br>Beside me I knew not: but Life ere long<br>Came on me in the public ways and bent<br>Eyes deeper than of old: Death met I too,<br>And saw the dawn glow through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Meredith">George Meredith</a><div class=q>
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With Life and Death I walked when Love appeared,
And made them on each side a shadow seem.
Through wooded vales the land of dawn we neared,
Where down smooth rapids whirls the helmless dream
To fall on daylight; and night puts away
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