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Excerpt from Divine Adventures: A Book of Verse
For in the morning of our love, there came The spirit singing such entrancing notes, As sweeps the whole empyrian with a flame, Wherein, a dream, pure lofty pleasure floats, And love and beauty find their mellow throats, In glorious fervor, drinking from the golden bowl, The wine of joy that binds-them soul to soul, Thou art my muse and thine the phantasy With spirit hand to guide unconsciously. For all I bring thee, minion of thy beauty, This little garland of a memory fruity A simple tale, as old as love is old, Of virgin art within a golden mold, Still burning, molten, shaping unto glory A matchless song and yet a simple story. How mischief led a cold unwitting boy Along new paths to taste a sudden joy; How curious Love asport from flower to flower, Hath found a sense too sweet to overpower, And yet such magic sweet, that once is tasted, A moment otherwheres were eons wasted; How Cupid, wandering in a lovely valley With arrowed bow, by many a maid must dally, Till Psyche, like a prisms ingathered hues, Into a sudden Virgin light he woos. Sweet Psyche princes in a golden land, And Princess still from bounding strand to strand, The fairest maid of any. Cupid heavenly born, Fair son of Beauty's queen, whom to adorn.
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Excerpt from Divine Adventures: A Book of Verse
For in the morning of our love, there came The spirit singing such entrancing notes, As sweeps the whole empyrian with a flame, Wherein, a dream, pure lofty pleasure floats, And love and beauty find their mellow throats, In glorious fervor, drinking from the golden bowl, The wine of joy that binds-them soul to soul, Thou art my muse and thine the phantasy With spirit hand to guide unconsciously. For all I bring thee, minion of thy beauty, This little garland of a memory fruity A simple tale, as old as love is old, Of virgin art within a golden mold, Still burning, molten, shaping unto glory A matchless song and yet a simple story. How mischief led a cold unwitting boy Along new paths to taste a sudden joy; How curious Love asport from flower to flower, Hath found a sense too sweet to overpower, And yet such magic sweet, that once is tasted, A moment otherwheres were eons wasted; How Cupid, wandering in a lovely valley With arrowed bow, by many a maid must dally, Till Psyche, like a prisms ingathered hues, Into a sudden Virgin light he woos. Sweet Psyche princes in a golden land, And Princess still from bounding strand to strand, The fairest maid of any. Cupid heavenly born, Fair son of Beauty's queen, whom to adorn.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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