Classic Poem

HALF-HIDDEN

Your blinding beauty half conceals
Your spirit, as its radiance hides a star;
And only dimly, partially reveals
How bright and radiant inwardly you are.

W ITCHERY

Thy lips bewitch the waves of light,
And make a red rose of a white,
And silent tides of air transform
Into a surgent music-storm.

Thunder AND L IGHTNING

God sowed the lightning, and there grew a soul.
That soul was thou.
God scattered thunder, and the thunder-roll
Is in thine utterance now.