TO THE SECRET ROSE

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    Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose, Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those Who sought thee at the Holy Sepulchre, Or in the wi, dwell beyond the stir And tumult of defeated dreams; and deep Among pale eyelids heavy wi<q>9９lib?</q>th the sleep Men have named beauty. Yreat leaves enfold The a beards, the helms of ruby and gold Of the ed Magi; and the king whose eyes Saw the Pierced Hands and Rood of Elder rise In druid vapour and make <var></var>the torches dim; Till vain frenzy awoke and he died; and him Who met  Fand walking among flaming dew, By a grey shore where the wind never blew, And lost the world and Emir for a kiss; And him who drove the gods out of their l藏书网iss And till a hundred morns had flowered red Feasted, ahe barrows of his dead; And the proud dreaming king who flung the  And sorrow away, and calling bard and  Dwelt among wiained wanderers in deep woods; And<big>?</big> him who sold tillage and house and goods, And sought through lands and islands numberless years Until he found with laughter and with tears A woman of so shining lovelihat men threshed  at midnight by a tress, A little stolen tr<q></q>ess. I too await The hour of thy great wind of love and hate. When shall the stars be blown about the sky, Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die? Surely thine hour has e, thy great wind blows, Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose?

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