ISBN: 9780217029131

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustra… More...

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1898 Excerpt: ... CHRIST IN HADES A PHANTASY Keen as a blinded man, at dawn awake, Smells in the dark the cold odour of earth; Eastward he turns his eyes, and over him A dreadful freshness exquisitely breathes; The room is brightening, even his own face! So the excluded ghosts in Hades felt A waft of early sweet, and heard the rain Of Spring beginning over them; they all Stood still, and in each other''s faces looked. And restless grew their queen Persephone; Who, like a child, dreading to be observed By awful Dis, threw little glances down 84 Toward them, and understood them with her eyes. Perpetual dolour had as yet but drooped The corners of her mouth; and in her hand She held a bloom that had on earth a name. Quickly she whispered: Come, my Hermes, Come! ''Tis time to fetch me! Ah, through all my veins The sharpness of the spring returns: I hear The stalk revive with sap, and the first drops On green illumined grass; now over me The blades are growing fast; I cannot rest. He comes, he comes! Yet with how slow a step, Who used to run along a sunny gust! And O a withered wreath! no roses now Dewy from paradise. Surely not his Those earnest eyes, that ragged hair; his face Was glad and cold. This is no god at all, Only some grieving human shade, with hands Unsightly, and the eager Furies wheel Over him! Slowly to her side her arms Had fallen; Christ with grave eyes looks on her. Her young mouth trembled fast, and from her hand With serious face she let the earthly flower Drop down; then, stretching out her arms, she said: O all fresh out of beautiful sunlight! Thine eyes are still too dazed to see us clear. Was it not difficult to come away Straight from the greenness to the dimness? Now It is the time of tender, opening things. Above my head the fields murmur and wave, An... Stephen Phillips, Books, History, Poems Books>History This is an OCR edition without illustrations or index. It may have numerous typos or missing text. However, purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original rare book from GeneralBooksClub.com. You can also preview excerpts from the book there. Purchasers are also entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Literary Criticism / Poetry; Poetry / Anthologies; Poetry / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh;<

ISBN: 9780217029131

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustra… More...

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1898 Excerpt: ... CHRIST IN HADES A PHANTASY Keen as a blinded man, at dawn awake, Smells in the dark the cold odour of earth; Eastward he turns his eyes, and over him A dreadful freshness exquisitely breathes; The room is brightening, even his own face! So the excluded ghosts in Hades felt A waft of early sweet, and heard the rain Of Spring beginning over them; they all Stood still, and in each other''s faces looked. And restless grew their queen Persephone; Who, like a child, dreading to be observed By awful Dis, threw little glances down 84 Toward them, and understood them with her eyes. Perpetual dolour had as yet but drooped The corners of her mouth; and in her hand She held a bloom that had on earth a name. Quickly she whispered: Come, my Hermes, Come! ''Tis time to fetch me! Ah, through all my veins The sharpness of the spring returns: I hear The stalk revive with sap, and the first drops On green illumined grass; now over me The blades are growing fast; I cannot rest. He comes, he comes! Yet with how slow a step, Who used to run along a sunny gust! And O a withered wreath! no roses now Dewy from paradise. Surely not his Those earnest eyes, that ragged hair; his face Was glad and cold. This is no god at all, Only some grieving human shade, with hands Unsightly, and the eager Furies wheel Over him! Slowly to her side her arms Had fallen; Christ with grave eyes looks on her. Her young mouth trembled fast, and from her hand With serious face she let the earthly flower Drop down; then, stretching out her arms, she said: O all fresh out of beautiful sunlight! Thine eyes are still too dazed to see us clear. Was it not difficult to come away Straight from the greenness to the dimness? Now It is the time of tender, opening things. Above my head the fields murmur and wave, An... Stephen Phillips, Books, History, Poems Books>History, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9780217029131

Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where ther… More...

Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where there are images such as portraits, maps, sketches etc We have endeavoured to keep the quality of these images, so they represent accurately the original artefact. Although occasionally there may be certain imperfections with these old texts, we feel they deserve to be made available for future generations to enjoy. Books History~~General Poems~~Stephen-Phillips General Books LLC This is an OCR edition without illustrations or index. It may have numerous typos or missing text. However, purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original rare book from GeneralBooksClub.com. You can also preview excerpts from the book there. Purchasers are also entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Literary Criticism / Poetry; Poetry / Anthologies; Poetry / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh;<