Whence hast thou gone, O vision beloved? There is silence now In thy groves, and never A voice proclaimeth Thy glory come, Thy joy rearisen! O passion of beauty, Forsake not thus Those who have worshipped thee, Body and soul! Come to us, come to us, Inviolate, Beautiful, Thou whose breath Is as Spring o'er the world, Whose smile is the flowering Of the wide green Earth! Deep in the heart of thee, Like a moonbeam moving Through the heart of a hill-lake Moveth Compassion: O Beloved, Be with us ever, Thou, the Beautiful, Passion of Beauty, Alma Victrix! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ESTRANGEMENT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE ROAST BEEF OF OLD ENGLAND by HENRY FIELDING DO YOU FEAR THE WIND? by HAMLIN GARLAND THE NAME OF JESUS by JOHN NEWTON THE LAST SUPPER by RAINER MARIA RILKE DAY AND NIGHT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A SECRET SIGH by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |