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Absent Thee from Felicity Awhile "Spirits that walk beside me in the air— Having laid by, in your impatience, The bonds of body and sense— Tell me how long I must forebear The ecstasy of going hence And still submit to wear The mask of this pretence. "Beloved creatures, who have left alone Your sister in the ways you would not tread, O excellent kind dead! Have you forgot the burden of the bone? The skull that clips my head Is nowise lighter grown Since your bright skins were shed." Thus, upon middle earth, did I begin My question, and the dead replied; "Submit: Woman, who would be quit Of this close panoply you walk within, How ten times more unfit Is his disguise, though worn threadbare and thin By fire too fine for it! "Consider who is your companion, An hour obscured, but evident to our eyes, Behind the slight disguise, As light, and scarcely lesser than the sun; Yet is he trapped within a skeleton When even the transparent skies Had clouded such an one. "If you lament today, how must he faint Between the ribs of stiff mortality? Is it not plain to see That heaven's own mind could not invent, To clothe a river or a tree, His soul's equivalent Perfected in degree? "O thank those stars, that even now are set To grace the festival of your homecoming, Like candles in a ring About a board where friends are met, That, upon earth, you found this subtle thing Caught in the common net, Beside you, wing to wing." Elinor Wylie's other poems:
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