English poem
Xv
In their heaven the sainted hosts, Robed in violet unflecked, Gaze on humankind as ghosts: I draw down a ray direct. Red of heat, across my brow, White of heat, I touch Him now.
Versos English George Meredith Xv
Versos English George Meredith Xv
English poem
In their heaven the sainted hosts, Robed in violet unflecked, Gaze on humankind as ghosts: I draw down a ray direct. Red of heat, across my brow, White of heat, I touch Him now.