Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ECSTASY, by MATTHIAS JOCHUMSSON


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ECSTASY, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: By the might of the spirit uplifted sheer
Last Line: As of manifold minstrelsy.


BY the might of the spirit uplifted sheer
I was borne to the mountain's crest;
And my soul was a spring, so cool and clear,
Apart from the world's unrest.

From the crags all around, as I forced my way,
There were voices that screamed for my blood,
There were trolls mid the mist at their perilous play,
Till high on the summit I stood.

I had suffered, it seemed, the bitterest pain
That flesh ever lived through before;
But the danger now done, I was strong again,
And my poor heart trembled no more.

Sweet air I drank in, like one of the blest,
I was swimming on waves of power,
And every seed in the dark of my breast
Was quickened with gold that hour.

But the while my senses were still distraught,
My tranquil spirit was free,
And I heard strange harp notes within me, wrought
As of manifold minstrelsy.





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