Poems (Commelin)/Spirits Twain
SPIRITS TWAIN.
Through paths unfrequented,
All noiselessly and as the lightning fleet,
By airy fancy or by sweet charm led,
We pass, on winged feet.
All noiselessly and as the lightning fleet,
By airy fancy or by sweet charm led,
We pass, on winged feet.
By day aloft we soar
Piercing the heaven's limitless blue dome,
By night, its glittering, starry splendors o'er,
Close, closer still we roam.
Piercing the heaven's limitless blue dome,
By night, its glittering, starry splendors o'er,
Close, closer still we roam.
Then to the sapphire sea,
Where liquid emeralds and rubies glow,
Down into coral depths and treasures we
Close, close together go.
Where liquid emeralds and rubies glow,
Down into coral depths and treasures we
Close, close together go.
Sometimes a darker spell
From saddest memory lures us with its trend,
Past the dark cypress, in the yew-tree dell,
Where over graves we bend.
From saddest memory lures us with its trend,
Past the dark cypress, in the yew-tree dell,
Where over graves we bend.
We heed nor bolt nor bar,
But enter at our will the palace gate,
With no credentials, but as guests from far:
We neither stand nor wait.
But enter at our will the palace gate,
With no credentials, but as guests from far:
We neither stand nor wait.
Close, close, how close we cling!
Nor marriage rite, nor thou, oh child most dear,
Nor friend, long-tried and ever true, can bring
Soul unto soul so near.
Nor marriage rite, nor thou, oh child most dear,
Nor friend, long-tried and ever true, can bring
Soul unto soul so near.
Yes, where have we not been,
On land, on sea, on cloud or sunny sky?
What places dark, what spots so fair we've seen,
My thought, my thought and I!
On land, on sea, on cloud or sunny sky?
What places dark, what spots so fair we've seen,
My thought, my thought and I!