Madison Cawein - The Dream of Christ lyrics

I saw her twins of eyelids listless swoon Mesmeric eyes, Like the mild lapsing of a lulling tune On wide surprise, While slow the graceful presence of a moon Mellowed the purple skies. And had she dreamed or had in fancy gone As one who sought To hail the influx of a godly dawn Of heavenly thought, Trod trembling o'er old sainted hill and lawn With intense angels fraught? Sailed thro' majestic domes of the deep night By isles of stars, Wand'ring like some pure blessing warm with light From worldly jars To the high halls of morning, pearly white, And heaped with golden bars. Past temples vast, deluged with sandy seas, Whose ruins stand Like bleaching bones of dead monstrosities Crashed to the land, Stupendous homes of cursed idolatries Fallen to dust and sand. Ugly and bestial gods caked thick with gold— Their hideousness Blaspheming Christ—'mid shattered altars rolled To rottenness, Their slaves abolished and their priests of old Trodden to nothingness. Thro' Syrian plains curtained with curling mist The gra** she trailed, Where the shy floweret; by the dew-drop kissed, Sweet blushing quailed; And drowned in purple vales of amethyst The moon-mad bulbuls wailed. On glimmering wolds had seemed to hear the bleat Of folded flocks; Seen broad-browed sages pa** with sandaled feet And hoary locks, While swimming in a bath of molten heat A great star glorious rocks. In fancy o'er a beaming baby bent— Cradled amiss In a rude manger—on its brow to print One holy kiss, While down the slant winds faint aromas went And anthems deep of bliss... And then she woke. The winter moon above Burst on her sight; And with strange sweetness all her dream was wove In its far flight, For jubilant bells rocked booming "peace and love" Down all the aisles of night.