Page:The witch-maid & other verses (1914).djvu/77

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AN AFTERGLOW



AN AFTERGLOW ON THE NILE

    Silver and misty rose
And iris-flushed mother-of-pearl
    Is the world at the clear day's close,
River and sky and sand:
    Into a land we sail
Soft-hued like the dreams of a girl,
    Vaguely outlined and bubble-frail—
Into a mystic land.

    Speak, and the vision breaks,
Yea, feel but too strongly, it flies
    From the tumult its beauty wakes
Deep in our hearts' stronghold;
    We can but stand and gaze,
With all our souls' life in our eyes,
    As we spin out this day of days
Thin to a thread of gold.

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