Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SAINT CECILY, by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON


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SAINT CECILY, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I know not what she sang, or if she sang
Last Line: When angels spake with her.
Alternate Author Name(s): Faulks, Frederick J., Mrs.
Subject(s): Angels; Saints


I KNOW not what she sang, or if she sang --
Only I know her fingers on the keys
Touched the gold heart of all glad harmonies
Till all my vibrant soul responsive rang;
And on a sudden, through the darkened room,
There seemed an instant's tremor in the air
Of moving wings, and white against the gloom
Soft faces bent to her, divinely fair;
And somewhere were white roses, and there grew
Above her lifted head a slender ring
That glowed and vanished -- and she rose, nor knew
The reason of my awe and wondering.

O, I have seen Saint Cecily, and I
Have breathed her roses. I, her worshiper,
Have seen the beauty of Saint Cecily
When angels spake with her.





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