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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required SHADOWWHO art thou, O Glory, In flame from the deep Where stars chant their story; Why trouble my sleep? I hardly had rested; My dreams wither now. Why comest thou crested And gemmed on thy brow? GLORYUp, Shadow, and follow The way I will show: The blue gleaming hollow To-night we shall know: And rise through the vast to The fountain of days From whence we had passed to The parting of ways. SHADOWI know thee, O Glory; Thine eyes and thy brow With white-fire all hoary Come back to me now. Together we wandered In ages agone: Our thoughts as we pondered Were stars at the dawn. My glory has dwindled, My azure and gold: Yet you keep unkindled The sunfire of old. My footsteps are tied to The heath and the stone: My thoughts earth-allied-to, Ah, leave me alone. Go back, thou of gladness, Nor wound me with pain, Nor smite me with madness, Nor come nigh again. GLORYWhy tremble and weep now, Whom stars once obeyed? Come forth to the deep now And be not afraid. The Dark One is calling I know, for his dreams Around me are falling In musical streams. A diamond is burning In depths of the lone, Thy spirit returning May claim for its throne. In flame-fringèd islands Its sorrow shall cease, Absorbed in the silence And quenched in the peace. Come lay thy poor head on My heart where it glows With love ruby-red on Thy heart for its woes. My power I surrender; To thee it is due. Come forth! for the splendour Is waiting for you.
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