Ebony and Crystal/Desolation
For works with similar titles, see Desolation.
DESOLATION
It seems to me that I have lived alone—
Alone, as one that liveth in a dream:
As light on coldest marble, or the gleam
Of moons eternal on a land of stone,
The dawns have been to me. I have but known
The silence of a frozen land extreme—
A sole attending silence, all supreme
As is the sea's enormous monotone.
Alone, as one that liveth in a dream:
As light on coldest marble, or the gleam
Of moons eternal on a land of stone,
The dawns have been to me. I have but known
The silence of a frozen land extreme—
A sole attending silence, all supreme
As is the sea's enormous monotone.
Upon the icy desert of my days,
No bright mirages are, but iron rays
Of dawn relentless, and the bitter light
Of all-revealing noon.****Alone, I crave
The friendly clasp of finite arms, to save
My spirit from the ravening Infinite.
No bright mirages are, but iron rays
Of dawn relentless, and the bitter light
Of all-revealing noon.****Alone, I crave
The friendly clasp of finite arms, to save
My spirit from the ravening Infinite.