Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A PEU PRES, by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS


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First Line: Thy palace walls were founded well
Last Line: A pulse-beat more, thou didst require!


THY palace walls were founded well,
And well its courses thou didst lay;
One tower defied the genie's spell,
And stands a ruin to this day.

The Land of Flowers thou didst attain,
And see the spring's immortal jet;
Thy staff-worn hand was reached in vain --
Thy lips that crystal never wet!

With pains the altar thou didst dress,
And the burnt sacrifice prepare,
And call upon the God to bless --
All but the Fire from Heaven was there!

Thou shak'st thy lance on hard-fought field,
Thou sleep'st, the tingling stars above; --
Pity and praise sweet eyes can yield,
But ne'er vouchsafe the Light of Love!

What dost thou lack? 'Tis almost naught
That parts thee from thy Heart's Desire, --
A step -- a span -- an airy thought:
A pulse-beat more, thou didst require!





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