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The Conquest Of Immortality Post by :vonryan Category :Poems Author :Rachel Annand Taylor Date :November 2011 Read :1260

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The Conquest Of Immortality

Ah! not in earthy dull durations I
Mine heirdom of Eternity implore.
Give one star-drunken moment ere I die,
Then doom me dreadless to the implacable Door.
That mystical Assumption shall disown
Time's haughtiest lieges. Grey mortality
Will disenchant the jewel-breded throne
Of Cassiopeia when more burningly
My deed exults with angels. I will borrow
From continuity no larva-lease:
Through sworded crises and great compts of sorrow
I seek the splendour that shall never cease
Though Death coin from my soul through endless years
Dim drachmas of his infinite arrears.

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Rachel Annand Taylor's poem: Conquest Of Immortality

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