Erotica/She Walked Through Fire
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She Walked Through Fire
Pure, untouched, even as she came
She passed, unsullied and the same.
She passed, unsullied and the same.
She walked through fire, a hungry flame
Leapt up to lick and lap her o'er,
Then backward flung its head in shame,
Nor crisped the letters of her name,
Along the glowing ashen floor.
Spotless amid a motley crew
She passed the fiery ordeal through
Unhurt, begirt as with a fence
Of innocence.
Leapt up to lick and lap her o'er,
Then backward flung its head in shame,
Nor crisped the letters of her name,
Along the glowing ashen floor.
Spotless amid a motley crew
She passed the fiery ordeal through
Unhurt, begirt as with a fence
Of innocence.
Joyous she was, and ever gay,
Though an occasional April day
Would steal across her heaven. For her
The flames were bright and beautiful,
And each tongue seemed to minister
A pleasant warmth unto her soul;
Her light-breathed laughter drove them back
To line the path her feet would track,
Her sunny tears reflected them.
Though an occasional April day
Would steal across her heaven. For her
The flames were bright and beautiful,
And each tongue seemed to minister
A pleasant warmth unto her soul;
Her light-breathed laughter drove them back
To line the path her feet would track,
Her sunny tears reflected them.
Ah, happy, happy, wayward child,
Bright contradiction, when you smiled
Upon the flames, they danced in glee,
Or crept to kiss and clasp your knee,
As suppliants subdued and tame.
Bright contradiction, when you smiled
Upon the flames, they danced in glee,
Or crept to kiss and clasp your knee,
As suppliants subdued and tame.
How did you pass those fiery ways,
And come from out the midmost blaze
No smell of burning on your hair?
And come from out the midmost blaze
No smell of burning on your hair?
Because my love o'ershadowed you,
Because your heart was pure and true
Where'er you were.
Because your heart was pure and true
Where'er you were.