Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A VISION, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH



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First Line: In my mind's eye a temple, like a cloud
Last Line: "hell-gates are powerless phantoms when 'we' build."
Subject(s): God; Imagination


IN my mind's eye a Temple, like a cloud
Slowly surmounting some invidious hill,
Rose out of darkness: the bright Work stood still:
And might of its own beauty have been proud,
But it was fashioned and to God was vowed
By Virtues that diffused, in every part,
Spirit divine through forms of human art:
Faith had her arch -- her arch, when winds blow loud,
Into the consciousness of safety thrilled;
And Love her towers of dread foundation laid
Under the grave of things; Hope had her spire
Star-high, and pointing still to something higher
Trembling I gazed, but heard a voice -- it said,
"Hell-gates are powerless Phantoms when 'we' build."







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