The Home Book of Verse 93 – Stevenson · Verses Across
Literature · Romance
The Home Book of Verse 93Part 3 · Chapter 8
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Literature · Romance
The Home Book of Verse 93
Part 3 · Chapter 8
StevensonEnglish
If I had never known your face at all,
Had only heard you speak, beyond thick screen
Of leaves, in an old garden, when the sheen
Of morning dwelt on dial and ivied wall,
I think your voice had been enough to call
Yourself before me, in living vision seen,
So pregnant with your Essence had it been.
So charged with You, in each soft rise and fall.
At least I know, that when upon the night
With chanted word your voice lets loose your soul,
I am pierced, I am pierced and cloven, with Delight
That hath all Pain within it, and the whole
World's tears, all ecstasy of inward sight,
And the blind cry of all the seas that roll.
