William Alexander

The Brightness And The Shadow

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The brightness and the shadow finely blent,
The beauty and the sorrow, all the twin
Delight and desolation have pass'd in
Behind the veil; and our Princess present,
Not with the white face of a monument,
But with a wondrous look of vanish'd sin,
And such serenity as only win
Souls that have fought their way to full content.
So be she seen by love that ne'er forgets,
Pathetic with such pathos as God wills,
A presence on the happy Highland braes,
A memory like a breath of violets
In letters from a land that sunshine fills,
Perfumed though paler after many days.

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