Ellis, Henry Havelock
1859 - 1939 Großbritannien
Isolation
From the uneven ground great columns spring
To dim far heights. At vespers or at nones
The one-voiced dialogue in shouts or moans
Through the triforium gloom floats echoing.
No unseen choirs sweet showers of music fling;
Below the altar, on these worn grey stones,
While solemn sacrifice my soul atones,
I serve myself the mass myself must sing.
Alone I stand, and here for ever swing
This censer, whence large curls of incense rise
Round clustered pillars to the clerestories.
This side the western door, with offering,
No seperate soul my altar may attend:
Alone, apart, I stand until the end.
1859 - 1939 Großbritannien
Isolation
From the uneven ground great columns spring
To dim far heights. At vespers or at nones
The one-voiced dialogue in shouts or moans
Through the triforium gloom floats echoing.
No unseen choirs sweet showers of music fling;
Below the altar, on these worn grey stones,
While solemn sacrifice my soul atones,
I serve myself the mass myself must sing.
Alone I stand, and here for ever swing
This censer, whence large curls of incense rise
Round clustered pillars to the clerestories.
This side the western door, with offering,
No seperate soul my altar may attend:
Alone, apart, I stand until the end.