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A Poem by Edith Wharton : Mould and Vase

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Mould and Vase [GREEK POTTERY OF AREZZO.]

HERE in the jealous hollow of the mould,
Faint, light-eluding, as templed in the breast
Of some rose-vaulted lotus, see the best
The artist had – the vision that unrolled
Its flying sequence till completion’s hold
Caught the wild round and bade the dancers rest –
The mortal lip on the immortal pressed
One instant, ere the blindness and the cold.

And there the vase: immobile, exiled, tame,
The captives of fulfillment link their round,
Foot-heavy on the inelastic ground,
How different, yet how enviously the same!
Dishonoring the kinship that they claim,
As here the written word the inner sound.

 

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