Chapter 6
to music! . Over ill, as if ers, conscious of faint s music. o a tremulous morning knoion. A spirit filled er, s as de ly it o a s open to t and tly.
An encment of t! t ed. In a dream or vision asy of serap an instant of encment only or long hours and years and ages?
tant of inspiration seemed noo be reflected from all sides at once from a multitude of cloudy circumstances of flas of ligance confused form ly its aftergloion to terglo, lig rose and ardent ligrange range t no man ardent rose-like glohe seraphim were falling from heaven.
Are you not ways,
Lure of the fallen seraphim?
tell no more of enced days.
to t of a villanelle pass t forts rays of rs rays burned up ts of men and angels: t was .
Your eyes mans ablaze
And you have had your will of him.
Are you not ways?
And to move and beat. And tar of the world.
Above the smoke of praise
Goes up from ocean rim to rim
tell no more of enced days.
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t faintly very far atered; te ligself east and , covering t in .
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ten t ted flock under