MODERN BRITISH POETS.
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extract in a note to the “Curse of Kehama,” and I think no one can compare the two without feeling that the true alchymy has been at work there. His poetry is a new and life-giving element to the very striking thoughts he borrowed. Charcoal and diamonds are not more unlike in their effect upon the observer.
“THE GLENDOVEER. |
“Of human form divine was he, |
“The immortal youth of heaven who floated by, |
“ Even such as that divinest form shall be |
“In those blest stages of our mortal race, |
“When no infirmity, |
“Low thought, nor base desire, nor wasting care |
“Deface the semblance of our heavenly sire— |
“The wings of eagle or of cherubim |
“Had seemed unworthy him; |
“Angelic power and dignity and grace |
“Were in his glorious pennons; from the neck |
“Down to the ankle reached their swelling web |
“Richer than robes of Tyrian dye, that deck |
“Imperial majesty: |
“Their color, like the winter’s moonless sky |
“When all the stars of midnight’s canopy |
“Shine forth; or like the azure deep at noon, |
“Reflecting back to heaven a brighter blue, |
“Such was their tint when closed, but when outspread, |
“The permeating light |
“Shed through their substance thin a varying hue; |
“Now bright as when the rose, |
“Beauteous as fragrant, gives to scent and sight |
“A like delight, now like the juice that flows |
“From Douro’s generous vine, |
“Or ruby when with deepest red it glows; |
“Or as the morning clouds refulgent shine |
“When at forthcoming of the lord of day, |
“The orient, like a shrine, |
“Kindles as it receives the rising ray, |
“And heralding his way |