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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DESERTED SHRINE, by GLADYS CROMWELL Poet's Biography First Line: I was the temple for a people's need Last Line: Of love that on forsaken hearts abide. Subject(s): Churches; Decay; Ruins; Shrines; Temples; Cathedrals; Rot; Decadence; Mosques | |||
I WAS the temple for a people's need; My columns and my towers lifted bright, Expressed the soaring ardours of their creed. My windows were the lanterns of their night; My naves were golden solitudes for prayer; My sepulchres enveloped those asleep; And I concealed the living soul's despair, In vestibules with pious love replete. Through severed arch, the mournful wind I hear, And my lone pillars that will never hold Aught but the dome of heaven, stand darkly bold, Like the bare crags, that from ebb tides appear. The mellow, sheathing shadows droop to hide My sadness, and the voices hushed of birds, Lull my deep slumber, throbbing, like the words Of love that on forsaken hearts abide. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BAYADERE by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS AT DENDERA by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR RAMESES WORSHIPS RAMESES AT ABU SIMBEL by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR GLIMPSES OF ITALY: 5. LIKE PAESTUM'S TEMPLE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON MAYAN TEMPLE by ADA CLARKE CARMICHIEL THE EARTHLY HOUSE by PHOEBE CARY THE ARK OF THE COVENANT by NINA DAVIS THE MENORAH by MIRIAM DEL BANCO |
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