Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, VALUES, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN



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First Line: Till darkness lays a hand on these gray eyes
Last Line: This sprig of green, in which an angel shows.
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund


TILL darkness lays a hand on these gray eyes
And out of man my ghost is sent alone,
It is my chance to know that force and size
Are nothing but by answered undertone.
No beauty even of absolute perfection
Dominates here -- the glance, the pause, the guess
Must be my amulets of resurrection;
Raindrops may murder, lightnings may caress.

There I was tortured, but I cannot grieve;
There crowned and palaced -- visibles deceive.
That storm of belfried cities in my mind
Leaves me my vespers cool and eglantined.
From love's wide-flowering mountain-side I chose
This sprig of green, in which an angel shows.





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