The Earth Renewed By Memory

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Title:     The Earth Renewed By Memory
Author: Edward Doyle [More Titles by Doyle]

Ah, in the angel-fall from Heaven, is hope?
The wing-whir discord of the legion's fall
From God forever, mocks my heart's loud call.
Empty of beauty from its base to cope,
The Earth is hollow. Where, then, can I grope
And not be met by echoes that appal?
What! shouts my mind, in wonder that I crawl
And, having skyey wings, in hollows mope.

Does scent from bloom, or warble from the wood,
Not atmosphere the un-aerial void
Twixt thee and beauty, which thy youth enjoyed?
Fly back to earth, by memory renewed;
She fills the hollow, echoing hosts destroyed,--
With Spring, reflecting Heaven's Triumphant Good.

[The end]
Edward Doyle's poem: Earth Renewed By Memory

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