The Spotless Day
It is so short a space twixt day and night!
Can ye not keep it spotless, heart and brain?
Will ye not league to keep the scutcheon bright
Of these few hours? Then, without one stain,
Bearing the blazon of a heavenly light,
Thou shalt be hung aloft, O perfect day,
In my dark halls of time, — and to my sight
Shalt gleam a star, to show me what I may.
Can ye not keep it spotless, heart and brain?
Will ye not league to keep the scutcheon bright
Of these few hours? Then, without one stain,
Bearing the blazon of a heavenly light,
Thou shalt be hung aloft, O perfect day,
In my dark halls of time, — and to my sight
Shalt gleam a star, to show me what I may.
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