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Bayard Taylor - Poems of the Orient – A Paean To The Dawn.
Identifier
027832
Type of Spiritual Experience
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A description of the experience
A PAEAN TO THE DAWN.
The dusky sky fades into blue,
And bluer surges bind us ;
The stars are glimmering faint and few,
The night is left behind us !
Turn not where sinks the sullen dark
Before the signs of warning.
But crowd the canvas on our bark
And sail to meet the morning.
Rejoice ! rejoice ! the hues that fill
The orient, flush and lighten ;
And over the blue Ionian hill
The Dawn begins to brighten !
We leave the Night, that weighed so long
Upon the soul's endeavor,
For Morning, on these hills of Song,
Has made her home forever.
Hark to the sound of trump and lyre.
In the olive groves before us.
And the rhythmic beat, the pulse of fire.
Throb in the full-voiced chorus !
More than Memnonian grandeur speaks
In the triumph of the psean.
And all the glory of the Greeks
« Breathes o'er the old Aegean.
Here shall the ancient Dawn return,
That lit the earliest poet.
Whose very ashes in his urn
Would radiate glory through it —
The dawn of Life, when Life was Song,
And Song the life of Nature,
And the Singer stood amid the throng —
A God in every feature !
When Love was free, and free as air
The utterance of Passion,
And the heart in every fold lay bare,
Nor shamed its true expression.
Then perfect limb and perfect face
Surpassed our best ideal ;
Unconscious Nature's law was grace —
The Beautiful was real.
For men acknowledged true desires.
And light as garlands wore them ;
They were begot by vigorous sires.
And noble mothers bore them.
O, when the shapes of Art they planned
Were living forms of passion,
Impulse and Deed went hand in hand,
And Life was more than Fashion !
The seeds of Song they scattered first
Flower in all later pages ;
Their forms have woke the Artist's thirst
Through the succeeding ages :
But I will seek the fountain-head
Whence flowed their inspiration,
And lead the unshackled life they led,
Accordant with Creation.
The World's false life, that follows still,
Has ceased its chain to tighten.
And over the blue Ionian hill
I see the sunrise brighten !
The source of the experience
Taylor, BayardConcepts, symbols and science items
Concepts
Symbols
Science Items
Activities and commonsteps
Activities
Suppressions
Beauty, art and musicBelieving in the spiritual world
Communing with nature
Making love