 The Dark Angel Dark Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world of penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate: Dark Angel, ever on the wing, Who never reachest...  Eliot's Dark Angel: Intersections of Life and Art - Page 5by Ronald Schuchard - 1999 - 296 pagesLimited preview - About this book
 | Rhymers' Club (London, England) - English poetry - 1894 - 212 pages
...the Gate of Tears, Where by life's river blooms the mystic Tree. JOHN TODHUNTER. _^ THE DARK ANGEL DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate : Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | Lionel Johnson - English poetry - 1895 - 140 pages
...Name of the Lord God Jehovah : Praise Him, praise Him, ye Tribes His choice ! 1889. THE DARK ANGEL. DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence : Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate : Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke, Thomas William Rolleston - English poetry - 1910 - 636 pages
...horses—oh, fair to see ! They ride where the Rivers of Paradise flash and flow, 1 THE DARK ANGEL DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence : Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate : Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | Thomas Bird Mosher - Literature - 1904 - 472 pages
...but the herald's part. Be ours to see withdrawn Night from our mother's heart. 1893. THE DARK ANGEL. DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence : Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtle violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate : Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | 1906 - 906 pages
...of wonderful power, a flash-light upon that bitter and eternal conflict which had its rise in Eden. Dark Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of thee, no thought, no thing Abides for me undesecrate: Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | 1906 - 914 pages
...of wonderful power, a flash-light upon that bitter and eternal conflict which had its rise in Eden. Dark Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing Abides for me undesecrate: Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | Charles Welsh - English poetry - 1907 - 528 pages
...fruit That grows at the root Is the real gold Of Ireland. LIONEL JOHNSON (1867-1902) THE DARK ANGEL DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence : Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate : Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | Katherine Marie Cornelia Brégy - Composers - 1912 - 232 pages
...quintessential power, a very flash-light upon the bitter and eternal conflict which had its rise in Eden : Dark Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence : Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtle violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing Abides for me undesecrate : Dark Angel, ever... | |
 | Lionel Johnson - 1915 - 348 pages
...Angel, ever on the wing, Who never reachest me too late ! When music sounds, then changest thou Its silvery to a sultry fire: Nor will thine envious heart allow Delight untortured by desire. 78 THE DARK ANGEL Through thee, the gracious Muses turn To Furies, O mine Enemy! And all the things... | |
 | Lionel Johnson - Poetry - 1916 - 96 pages
...here the place of peace : Sorrow is sweet with grace Here, and here siri hath cease. THE DARK ANGEL DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world...penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence ! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate: Dark Angel, ever... | |
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