Lascelles Abercrombie

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Lascelles Abercrombie (January 9, 1881October 27, 1938), also known as the Georgian Laureate, was a British poet and literary critic, one of the "Dymock poets", a community which included Rupert Brooke and Robert Frost.

Emblems of Love (1912)[edit]

  • The glory of the king of all the kings.
    You with the golden power on your brows,
    You kings, I think you know not what you are.
    First you shall learn yourselves: for neither light
    Understandeth itself, nor darkness light.
  • Friends, wives and husbands, sons and daughters, dead
    Of plague, famine, and arrows: and the houses
    Battered unsafe by cannonades of stone
    Hurled in by the Assyrians: the town-walls
    Crumbling out of their masonry into mounds
    Of foolish earth, so smitten by the rams:
    The hunger-pangs, the thirst like swallowed lime
    Forcing them gulp green water maggot-quick
    That lurks in corners of dried cisterns: yea,
    Murders done for a drink of blood, and flesh
    Sodden of infants: and no hope alive
    Of rescue from this heat of prisoning anguish
    Until Assyrian swords drown it in death.
  • And where is now that palace gone,
    All the magical skill'd stone,
    All the dreaming towers wrought
    By Love as if no more than thought
    The unresisting marble was?
    How could such a wonder pass?

    Ah, it was but built in vain
    Against the stupid horns of Rome,
    That pusht down into the common loam
    The loveliness that shone in Spain.
    But we have raised it up again!
    A loftier palace, fairer far,
    Is ours, and one that fears no war.
    Safe in marvellous walls we are;
    Wondering sense like builded fires,
    High amazement of desires,
    Delight and certainty of love,
    Closing around, roofing above
    Our unapproacht and perfect hour
    Within the splendours of love's power.

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