|
|
|
|
Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VANITY OF VOWS, by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR Poet's Biography First Line: A soul of many longings entered late Last Line: And, ere the morning quickened, she was dead. Subject(s): Vanity | |||
A SOUL of many longings entered late A chapel like a jewel blazing bright, And fell upon the altar-steps. All night She held with hopes and agonies debate; With tears the litanies love-passionate Drenched her; triumphant colours burned her white; And, as the incense flamed in silver light, God sealed her to His own novitiate. And then, because her eyes were charmed with peace, And blinded by the stars new-born within The lit sweet lids God's dreams had loverèd,— Nine paces from that House of Ecstasies Her feet were taken in the snares of sin; And, ere the morning quickened, she was dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THROUGH A GLASS EYE, LIGHTLY by CAROLYN KIZER EPITAPH: FOR A PREACHER by COUNTEE CULLEN THE FLESH AND THE SPIRIT by ANNE BRADSTREET THE TENTH MUSE: THE VANITY OF ALL WORLDLY THINGS by ANNE BRADSTREET THE BISHOP ORDERS HIS TOMB AT SAINT PRAXED'S CHURCH by ROBERT BROWNING ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON AGING: ON THE VANITY OF EARTHLY GREATNESS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN THE SPIDER AND THE FLY by MARY HOWITT A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN TO HER LOVER by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR |
| |