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1917 · PDF PAGE 3

The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse

…n With whirling cries of pride, sought out the tomb Where lurking vampires battened, and my steel Fhas wrought its splendour through the gates of death, ‘My courage did not falter: now I feel My heart beat wave-wise, and my throat catch breath Asif [choked; some horror creeps between ‘The spirit of my will and its desire, Some just reluctance to the Great Unseen ‘That coils its nameless terrors, and its dit Fear round my heart ; a devil cold as ice Breathes somewhere, for I feel his shudder take ‘My veins: some deadlier asp or cockatrice Slimes…

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1917 · PDF PAGE 4

The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse

…my voice I make myself as dumb: ‘That I may see I close my outer sight: So, Lam here. My brows are bent in prayer: Vineel already in the Gates of Dawn; And I am come, albeit unaware, Be the deep sanctuary: my hope is drawn om wells profounder than the very sea. ea, Lam come, where least I guessed it so, Into the very Presence of the Three That Are beyond all Gods, And now I know E spiritual Light is drawing me ‘0 its stooping splendour. In my soul

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