A SHAFT of fire that falls like dew, And melts and maddens all my blood From out thy spirit flashes through The burning-glass of womanhood. Only so far; here must I stay: Nearer I miss the light, the fire; I must endure the torturing ray, And with all beauty, all desire. Ah, time long must the effort be, And far the way that I must go To bring my spirit unto thee, Behind the glass, within the glow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ENKINDLED SPRING by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE THANKS BE TO GOD by JANIE ALFORD MAKE FRIENDS by ALI IBN ABU TALIB BRUCE: IN PRAISE OF FREEDOM by JOHN BARBOUR ADDISON COUNTY, VERMONT, CLAY by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |