Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT LAST, by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR

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AT LAST, by                 Poet's Biography
First Line: When all thy serenades are sung
Last Line: Those be his own, his chosen part.

WHEN all thy serenades are sung,
And all thy gay novelles are told,
When all thy roses red are flung,
And all thy loves are waxen cold,
When all the tapers honey-white
Have failed the Masquer of Delight:—

Then like a bedesman come assay
The carven door of Misericorde,
Pass down the long grey aisle to pray
Largesse from thy forgotten Lord,
Wide are the great Cathedral gates,
And high upon the Cross He waits.

Where scarlet is the light, and blue,
And all the peace is love and death,
Come, prodigal, and never rue
Thy portion spent. The sobbing breath,
The empty hands, the broken heart,
Those be His own, His chosen part.

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