"O ye that look on Ecstasy The Dancer lone and white, Cover your charmèd eyes, for she Is Death’s own acolyte. She dances on the moonstone floors Against the jewelled peacock doors: The roses flame in her gold hair, The tired sad lids are overfair. All ye that look on Ecstasy The Dancer lone and white, Cover your dreaming eyes, lest she— (Oh! softly, strangely!)—float you through These doors all bronze and green and blue Into the Bourg of Night."
Quote Details
Added by wikiquote-import-bot
Unverified quote
0 likes
Original Language: English
Available Languages (1)
Sources
Ecstasy
https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Rachel_Annand_Taylor
Revision History
No revisions have been submitted for this quote.
Categories
Rachel Annand Taylor
(3 April 1876 – 15 August 1960) was a Scottish poet, prominent in the , and later a biographer and literary critic.
5 quotes on TrueQuotesView all quotes by Rachel Annand Taylor →
Related Quotes
"We crazed for you, aspired and fell for you; Over us trod Desire, with feet of fire. Ah! the sad stories we would tel…"
"As a dancer dancing in a shower of roses before her King (A dreamer dark, the King) Throws back her head like a wind-…"
"‘Who are you that so strangely woke, And raised a fine hand?’ Poverty wears a scarlet cloke In my land.‘Duchies of dr…"
"The Rose of the World hangs high on a thorny Tree. Whoso would gather must harrow his hands and feet. But oh! It is s…"
"Yes! I could find some comfort in the thought Of being scourged, Were there but hope that this defiling sin Which mar…"
"O to be like my Lord! Yet must I be Mine own self too, And to the nature He bestowed on me Be frankly true.The olive …"
"There is a sort of republican plainness and simplicity in their address, quite in harmony with the institutions of th…"
"The devout and politically free inhabitant of New England is a kind of Laocoön who makes not the least effort to esca…"
"The process in England...is to ring for the chambermaid; but in America there are no bells, and no chambermaids. You …"
"Minnie, I canna caa my wheel, or spin the oo or twine the tweel. It's luve a laddie whammles me. Ech, the wanchancie …"