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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507832" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>PÆan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">upon seeing a portrait of Blake</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Something moves in his dust,<br>Flame sleeps beneath the crust;<br>O whence had he those eyes<br>Lit with celestial surprise?<br>From what world blew that gust?<br>Are we near to Paradise?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gather a chaplet of five stars<br>And the opalescent hue<br>Of the aureole brightness cast — <br>Red, hardly red, and blue, scarce blue, — <br>Round th' immaculate frosty moon,<br>Splintering light in glacial spars,<br>When November's loudening blast<br>Sweeps heaven's floor till burnished<br>More crystal than at August noon,<br>So we fit radiance may cast<br>Before his feet, around his head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How visits he an earthly place,<br>Wanders among a mortal race?<br>How were his footsteps led<br>That still about his face<br>Lingers a ghostly trace<br>Of a secret influence shed<br>By a Hand the world denies,<br>In a land her most son flies,<br>As a gift upon him thrust<br>For an end he knoweth not,<br>Yet will shine because he must,<br>Shine and sing because he must<br>Reap a wrong he soweth not<br>Of contempt anger and distrust<br>For a world which boweth not<br>To the Flame which binds our dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Go net the moon, go snare the sun,<br>Set them upon his either hand!<br>Beneath his heels Leviathan<br>Roll your thick coils! His head be spanned<br>By rainbows tripled! Set a gem<br>At the Cross-scabbard of his sword<br>Whiter than lambwool or lilystem!<br>Place on his brow the diadem<br>Given the warrior of the Lord,<br>The crown-turrets of Jerusalem!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Nichols">Robert Nichols</a><div class=q>
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Something moves in his dust,
Flame sleeps beneath the crust;
O whence had he those eyes
Lit with celestial surprise?
From what world blew that gust?
Are we near to Paradise?

Gather a chaplet of five stars
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