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A love of smiles, that, tinctured like a moth, Moved thro' a soul's night-dun and made a peace-- More bland than Melancholy's white--to cease In blanks of Time zoned with pale Memory's spark-- A foamy moon that brinks a storm with fleece. A blaze of living thunder--not a leap-- Momental spouting balds the piled storm, The ghastly mountains and the livid ocean, The pine-roared crag, then blots the sight's commotion: A love that swiftly pouring bared the deep, Which cleaves white Life from Death, Death from white Sleep, And, ceasing, gave a brain one blur of storm-- Blank blast of midnight, love for Death and Sleep. THE DREAM OF CHRIST. I saw her twins of eyelids listless swoon Mesmeric eyes, Like the mild lapsing of a lulling tune On wide surprise, While slow the graceful presence of a moon Mellowed the purple skies. And had she dreamed or had in fancy gone As one who sought To hail the influx of a godly dawn Of heavenly thought, Trod trembling o'er old sainted hill and lawn With intense angels fraught? Sailed thro' majestic domes of the deep night By isles of stars, Wand'ring like some pure blessing warm with light From worldly jars To the high halls of morning, pearly white, And heaped with golden bars. Past temples vast, deluged with sandy seas, Whose ruins stand Like bleaching bones of dead monstrosities Crashed to the land, Stupendous homes of cursed idolatries Fallen to dust and sand. Ugly and bestial gods caked thick with gold-- Their hideousness Blaspheming Christ--'mid shattered altars rolled To rottenness, Their slaves abolished and their priests of old Trodden to nothingness. Thro' Syrian plains curtained with curling mist The grass she trailed, Where the shy floweret; by the dew-drop kissed, Sweet blushing quailed; And drowned in purple vales of amethyst The moon-mad bulbuls wailed. On glimmering wolds had seemed to hear the bleat Of folded flocks; Seen broad-browed sages pass with sandaled feet And hoary locks, While swimming in a bath of molten heat A great star glorious rocks. In fancy o'er a beaming baby bent--
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