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Spring

The year has changed his mantle cold
Of wind, of rain, of bitter air;
And he goes clad in cloth of gold,
Of laughing suns and season fair;
No bird or beast of wood or wold
But doth with cry or song declare
The year lays down his mantle cold.
All founts, all rivers, seaward rolled,
The pleasant summer livery wear,
With silver studs on broidered vair;
The world puts off its raiment old,
The year lays down his mantle cold.

poem by Charles Duke of Orleans
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Les Roses de Sâdi

This morning I vowed I would bring thee my roses,
They were thrust in the band that my bodice encloses;
But the breast-knots were broken, the roses went free.
The breast-knots were broken; the roses together
Floated forth on the wings of the wind and the weather,
And they drifted afar down the streams of the sea.
And the sea was as red as when sunset uncloses;
But my raiment is sweet from the scent of the roses,
Thou shalt know, love, how fragrant a memory can be.

poem by Andrew Lang
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Each life converges to some centre

Each life converges to some centre
Expressed or still;
Exists in every human nature
A goal,

Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,
Too fair
For credibility's temerity
To dare.

Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach
Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
To touch,

Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints' slow diligence
The sky!

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poem by Emily Dickinson
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My Life Complete

An Angel turned and smiled at me with such a gentle face,
Her eyes they sparkled like the stars that shine in outer space.
Her raiment’s were of gossamer and glowed so radiantly,
I was amazed, what a surprise, her blessings were for me.

‘I’ve come with messages of love’. she said, with voice so sweet,
And whilst listening to her singing, I felt my life complete.
She rose up into the heavens, so swiftly did she fly,
That a trail of golden stardust was strewn across the sky.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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To Olivia

I fear to love thee, Sweet, because
Love's the ambassador of loss;
White flake of childhood, clinging so
To my soiled raiment, thy shy snow
At tenderest touch will shrink and go.
Love me not, delightful child.
My heart, by many snares beguiled,
Has grown timorous and wild.
It would fear thee not at all,
Wert thou not so harmless-small.
Because thy arrows, not yet dire,
Are still unbarbed with destined fire,
I fear thee more than hadst thou stood
Full-panoplied in womanhood.

poem by Francis Thompson
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Veiled Truth Revealed

Words shrouded in colored raiment
Strong, brash, wickedly confident
Lies woven into fabric of the mundane
Tailored outcomes based on deceit

Truth knocked, no one answered
Afraid were they to face themselves
Frozen fast in the grip of an icy sea
Shattered beings, countless shards

Great Hands reached nether ward
Lifted up these wayward wretches
Examined,
By the All Seeing Eyes of God
They stood,
In the Radiance of Supreme Love

Flame within errant souls rekindled
All made equal, All made true

poem by Ray Lucero
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No patching up here

Patching up the old is not Jesus' way.
Old and new together will only fray.
Jesus said, 'Behold I make all things new'
and these tattered garments just will not do.

We worship the Lord seated on His throne
each one dressed in new raiment's not his own.
For new creatures in Christ we have become
and stand with Him in our heavenly home.

With robes of righteousness clean and white
we all gather there such a wondrous sight.
The church adorned all radiant and fair
as a bride with her Bridegroom standing there.

poem by Royston
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The Desecraters

Witness all: that unrepenting,
Feathers flying, music high,
I go down to death unshaken
By your mean philosophy.

For your wages, take my body,
That at least to you I leave;
Set the sulky plumes upon it,
Bid the grinning mummers grieve.

Stand in silence: steep your raiment
In the night that hath no star;
Don the mortal dress of devils,
Blacker than their spirits are.

Since ye may not, of your mercy,
Ere I lie on such a hearse,
Hurl me to the living jackals
God hath built for sepulchres.

poem by G.K. Chesterton from The Wild Knight and Other Poems (1900)
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Thine Eyes I Wear

Hidden beneath your immense stare
Is thine soul exquisite, refined and rare
Fluid and chilly as a streaming river
Your look, your soul, makes mine shiver
Under thine eyes, thy raiment I wear
The look of love, thine ardent glare
Attractive to thee like the embers of fire
What is that thou sincerely admire?
Is it thine own eyes I wear?
Is it thine eyes that attract thy own stare?
When thou look I change into you
For in thine look, thy love I accrue
Always look at me with that beautiful glare
And thine look, thine eyes, I will proudly wear.

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Love In A Mist

Light love in a mist, by the midsummer moon misguided,
Scarce seen in the twilight garden if gloom insist,
Seems vainly to seek for a star whose gleam has derided
Light love in a mist.

All day in the sun, when the breezes do all they list,
His soft blue raiment of cloudlike blossom abided
Unrent and unwithered of winds and of rays that kissed.

Blithe-hearted or sad, as the cloud or the sun subsided,
Love smiled in the flower with a meaning whereof none wist
Save two that beheld, as a gleam that before them glided,
Light love in a mist.

poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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