WHEN Time shall cease and the world be ended And Fate unravel the judgment scroll, And God shall hear—by His hosts attended— The secret legend of every soul, And each shall pass to its place appointed, And yours to His inmost paradise, To sit encrowned mid the peace-anointed, O my saint with the sinless eyes! My proud soul shall be unforgiven For a passionate sin it will ne'er repent, And I shall be doomed, O Love, and driven And hurled from Heaven's high battlement. Down the deep ages, alone, unfrightened, Flung like a pebble thro' burning space; But the speed of my fall shall be sweet and brightened By the memoried joy of your radiant face! Whirled like a leaf from æon to æon, Tossed like a feather from flame to flame, Love, I shall chant a glorious p$aean To thrill the dead with your deathless name. So you be safe in God's mystic garden, Inclosed like a star in His ageless skies, My outlawed spirit shall crave no pardon, O my saint with the sinless eyes! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OLD LEM by STERLING ALLEN BROWN PHILOCTETES: PHILOCTETES CALLS FOR DEATH by AESCHYLUS THE IVORY CRADLE by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER RECOGNITION by SUSIE MONTGOMERY BEST DEMON by ALEXANDER (ALEKSANDR) ALEXANDROVICH BLOK |