Arthur Seymour John Tessimond - Epitaph On A Disturber Of His Times

Arthur Seymour John Tessimond - Epitaph On A Disturber Of His Times

We expected the violin's finger on the upturned nerve; br Its importunate cry, too laxly curved: br And you drew us an oboe-outline, clean and acute; br Unadorned statement, accurately carved. br br We expected the screen, the background for reverie br Which cloudforms usefully weave: br And you built the immaculate, adamant, blue-green steel br Arch of a balanced wave. br br We expected a pool with flowers to diffuse and break br The child-round face of the mirrored moon: br And you blazed a rock-path, begun near the sun, to be finished br By the trained and intrepid feet of men.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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