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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SHRINE, by CLAUDE HOUGHTON Poet's Biography
First Line: I will build for thee with reverent hands
Last Line: Far from the envious eyes of time.
Subject(s): Death; Graves; Shrines; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones
First Line: I will build for thee with reverent hands
Last Line: Far from the envious eyes of time.
Subject(s): Death; Graves; Shrines; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones
I WILL build for thee with reverent hands
A fairy place for thy soul to rest,
Fashioned of dreams in a world outworn,
Deep in the heart of the crimson West,
Scented with spices of fragrant lands,
I will fashion a shrine of desires new-born.
I will weave thee a robe of the moon's pale beams,
On the shadowy loom of my strange desire,
Broidered with many an exquisite rhyme;
I will shroud thy beauty's mystical fire
With the opal-coloured veils of dreams
Far from the envious eyes of Time.
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