Robert Bridges, ed. (1844–1930). The Spirit of Man: An Anthology. 1916. | | | | The Spirit Wooed |
Richard Watson Dixon (1833–1900) |
| | | ART 1 thou gone so far, | |
| Beyond the poplar tops, beyond the sunset-bar, | |
| Beyond the purple cloud that swells on high | |
| In the tender fields of sky?… | |
| O come thou again!… | 5 |
| Be heard in the voice that across the river comes | |
| From the distant wood, even when the stilly rain | |
| Is made to cease by light winds: come again, | |
| As out of yon grey glooms, | |
| When the cloud grows luminous and shiftily riven, | 10 |
| Forth comes the moon, the sweet surprise of heaven, | |
| And her footfall light | |
| Drops on the multiplied wave: her face is seen | |
| In evening’s pallor green: | |
| And she waxes bright | 15 |
| With the death of the tinted air: yea, brighter grows | |
| In sunset’s gradual close. | |
| To earth from heaven comes she, | |
| So come thou to me…. | |
| | | Note 1. Dixon. The Spirit wooed. ‘Lyrical Poems.’ Daniel. 1887. [back] | | |
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