Her soul from earth to Heaven lies...

Her soul from earth to Heaven lies, Like the ladder of the vision, Whereon go To and fro, In ascension and demission, Star-flecked feet of Paradise.

Now she is drawn up from me, All my angels, wet-eyed, tristful, Gaze from great Heaven’s gate Like pent children, very wistful, That below a playmate see.

Dream-dispensing face of hers! Ivory port which loosed upon me Wings, I wist, Whose amethyst Trepidations have forgone me,— Hesper’s filmy traffickers!