Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | The Sanctuary | By Ford Madox Hueffer |
| SHADOWED by your dear hair, your dear kind eyes | |
Look on wine-purple seas, whitened afar | |
With marble foam, where the dim islands are. | |
We sit forgetting. For the great pines rise | |
Above dark cypress to the dim white skies | 5 |
So clear and black and stillto one great star. | |
The marble dryads and the veined white jar | |
Gleam from the grove. Glimmering, the white owl flies | |
In the dark shade
. If ever life was harsh | |
Here we forgetor ever friends turned foes. | 10 |
The sea cliffs beetle down above the marsh | |
And through sea-holly the black panther goes. | |
And in the shadows of this secret place | |
Your kind, dear eyes shine in your dear, dear face. | | | |
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