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Nicholson & Lee, eds.  The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
  
371. The Slumberer
By Elsa Barker
  
O THOU mysterious One, lying asleep
Within the lonely chamber of my soul!
Thou art my life’s true goal,
Thine is the only altar that I keep.
Rapt in the contemplation of thy repose,        5
I see in thy still face that Mystic Rose
Whose perfume is my soul’s imaginings,
And Beauty at whose awesomeness I weep
With over-plenitude of ecstasy.
Thy slumber is the great world-mystery—       10
The paradigm of all the latent things
That in their destined hour Time magnifies:
Its emblems are the intimate hush that lies
Over the moonlit lake;
The wonder and the ache       15
Of unborn love that trembles in its sleep;
The hope that thrills the heavy earth
With presage of becoming, and vast birth;
The secret of the caverns of the deep.

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