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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWILIGHT, by OLIVE CUSTANCE
First Line: Spirit of twilight, through your folded wings
Last Line: You lift across our earth to cover it.
Alternate Author Name(s): Douglas, Lady Alfred
Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight
First Line: Spirit of twilight, through your folded wings
Last Line: You lift across our earth to cover it.
Alternate Author Name(s): Douglas, Lady Alfred
Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight
SPIRIT of Twilight, through your folded wings
I catch a glimpse of your averted face,
And rapturous on a sudden, my soul sings
"Is not this common earth a holy place?"
Spirit of Twilight, you are like a song
That sleeps, and waits a singer, -- like a hymn
That God finds lovely and keeps near Him long,
Till it is choired by aureoled cherubim.
Spirit of Twilight, in the golden gloom
Of dreamland dim I sought you, and I found
A woman sitting in a silent room
Full of white flowers that moved and made no sound.
These white flowers were the thoughts you bring to all,
And the room's name is Mystery where you sit,
Woman whom we call Twilight, when night's pall
You lift across our Earth to cover it.
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