Verse > Anthologies > The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse > 279. Sibylline
Nicholson & Lee, eds.  The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
279. Sibylline
By Madison Julius Cawein  (1865–1914)
THERE is a glory in the apple boughs
  Of silver moonlight; like a torch of myrrh,
Burning upon an altar of sweet vows,
  Dropped from the hand of some wan worshipper:
And there is life among the apple blooms        5
  Of whisp’ring winds; as if a god addressed
The flamen from the sanctuary glooms
  With secrets of the bourne that hope hath guessed,
Saying: ‘Behold! a darkness which illumes,
  A waking which is rest.’       10
There is a blackness in the apple trees
  Of tempest; like the ashes of an urn
Hurt hands have gathered upon blistered knees,
  With salt of tears, out of the flames that burn:
And there is death among the blooms, that fill       15
  The night with breathless scent,—as when, above
The priest, the vision of his faith doth will
  Forth from his soul the beautiful form thereof,—
Saying: ‘Behold! a silence never still;
  The other form of love.’       20



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