The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

XXX THE EQUINOX And thou, sole star in my black firmamentl Thou, night that wraps me close, thou, moon that glimmers Chaste, yet embraced, serenest element Lapping my life as the sea laps a swimmer’s; Thou, by whose strength and purity and love I leave this land, attain to the above, Come thou rose—red, break on my soul like dawn And gild my peaks, and bid their fountains flow; For in thine absence all their life withdrawn Congealed my being to a sterile snow, Snow fallen from some accursed star to ban All the high hope and heritage 01 man. Come thou, a gleaming goddess of pure pearl, Price of mine homage to the great glad god! Come, saint and satyr praise alike the girl Who to my whole life put the period 01 all fulfilment, whose prophetic breath Girds me with life, and garlands me with death Come, be thy magic in the rime and rhythm, Until the sea sways to the tender tune, And the Winds whisper, and the leaves wave with them, The leaves wherethrough we look upon the moon, So that men hear me 01 the world within Secure from sorrow, sanctified from sin,