Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SUPPLICATION, by THOMAS KEOHLER


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First Line: A murmured sound of ecstasy
Last Line: Absolve the sin of day!


A MURMURED sound of ecstasy
Is on the hills to-night,
A joy that cannot hide its head
In wonder and delight.

The trees stand silent as I pass,
Arms raised as if to bless.
The very grass beneath my feet
Sheds fragrant holiness.

But on I go with restless feet,
And heart oppressed with care,
Seeking some shrine where I may lay
A fragile gift of prayer.

O priestess of the silent hills,
Whereon the light of day
Clings, and the shadows of the night
Are half afraid to stay, --

Lead me unto thy secret place,
Where I may weep and pray,
So may the passion of the night
Absolve the sin of day!





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