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First Line: Here at my hand here at my heart lie still
Last Line: Lies quiet now, for here at my heart I fold him.
Variant Title(s): Delilah Poem
Subject(s): God


Here at my hand here at my heart lie still.
Will then the prince of index finger, your caduceus,
Alight on my lip like a dive on a window sill
Delivering in its claw the symbolic oleander?

Here at my heart here at my hand lie still
Till the dog-rose springs off its beds of bush
To run in circles leaping at your heel,
And nature, happy, curls up at your kiss.

Lie still, lie still, here at my heart lie still
Sleeping like thunderheads. Be over me dominant
So I shall sleep as the river sleeps under the hill
Kissing the foot and giving back the element.

Here at my hand lie still; lie still at my heart.
Sesame is on his tongue and the unicorn rages
Round the abdominal amphitheatre. I hear
His double engines drumming up the passages

O till his cumulus, over the angry bed
Arching, is rainbows. Volplane my bomber
Shuttling silver through the night I bride;
He spins his disc of kisses in my slumber.

And I lie still in heart and hand lie still,
All the streamers of welcome flaunting in my marrow
And flares I lift my arms are, because he will
Come down alighting on my bed like a meadow.

Then here in my heart he lies as dark as pillage
Where in my arms I hold
The murderer who, Samsoning up my five pillars,
Lies quiet now, for here at my heart I fold him.




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