Bliss William Carman - The Garden Of Saint Rose

Bliss William Carman - The Garden Of Saint Rose

THIS is a holy refuge, br The garden of Saint Rose, br A fragrant altar to that peace br The world no longer knows. br Below a solemn hillside, br Within the folding shade br Of overhanging beech and pine br Its walls and walks are laid. br Cool through the heat of summer, br Still as a sacred grove, br It has the rapt unworldly air br Of mystery and love. br All day before its outlook br The mist-blue mountains loom, br And in its trees at tranquil dusk br The early stars will bloom. br Down its enchanted borders br Glad ranks of color stand, br Like hosts of silent seraphim br Awaiting love's command. br Lovely in adoration br They wait in patient line, br Snow-white and purple and deep gold br About the rose-gold shrine. br And there they guard the silence, br While still from her recess br Through sun and shade Saint Rose looks down br In mellow loveliness.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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