[Editor: This poem by William Blocksidge (also known as William Baylebridge) was published in Songs o’ the South (1908).]
V.
The Sacred Flame
I looked upon a maiden’s breast;
It seemed to me a holy fane,
Whose sacrificial fires did wrest,
By turns, my peace and pain.
I looked deep in a maiden’s eyes;
And, gazing there, I seemed to see
The flames from that pure altar rise
In loveliest majesty.
I looked upon a maiden’s breast;
I looked deep in a maiden’s eyes —
O tell me, can a heart’s unrest
Be broken ere it dies?
Source:
William Blocksidge, Songs o’ the South, London: Watts, 1908, p. 25
Editor’s notes:
ere = (archaic) before (from the Middle English “er”, itself from the Old English “aer”, meaning early or soon)
fane = a church or temple
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