SO Lucius prayed, and sudden, from afar, Floated the locks of Isis, shone the bright Crown that is tressed with berry, snake, and star; She came in deep blue raiment of the night, Above her robes that now were snowy white, Now golden as the moons of harvest are, Now red, now flecked with many a cloudy bar, Now stained with all the lustre of the light. Then he who saw her knew her, and he knew The awful symbols borne in either hand; The golden urn that laves Demeter's dew, The handles wreathed with asps, the mystic wand; The shaken seistron's music, tinkling through The temples of that old Osirian land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE BUST OF HELEN BY CANOVA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE ROSE AND THORN by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE ONCE WITH DEATH NEAR by REBA MAXWELL AVERY PSALM 129 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALMS 71. PRAYER AND SONG OF THE AGED CHRISTIAN by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE GHELUVELT; EPITAPH ON THE WORCESTERS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |