William Baylebridge Poems
- After The Storm The storm is done--the lightning with its ...
- Life And Death This world is driven by two contending ...
- Flesh And Spirit No! 'twas the questing dream that first ...
- Ii From Life’s Testament The brain, the blood, the busy ...
- To Winter In The Midst Of His ... Thou grim physician, ...
- True Being True Being Rich hour! is not thy gift a ...
- Love's Saint Some lip will use her name--a rapt surprise, ...
William Baylebridge was the pseudonym of Charles William Blocksidge, an Australian poet and short-story writer.
Blocksidge was born in Brisbane, Queensland, the son of George Henry Blocksidge, an auctioneer and estate agent. He was educated at Brisbane Grammar School and by a private tutor David Owen, M.A., a classical scholar who became a close friend.
In 1908 Blocksidge ... more »
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After The Storm
The storm is done--the lightning with its lust
To rend the unhallowed dome in ruin dire;
The purple heaps, from the rank chaos thrust
On sheets of fell and inauspicious fire;
The thunder bellowing loud on every bound;
The hissing bolt, so tossed as to complete
All permutations of Satanic sound;
The flood that opened heaven and ransomed it.
Benign now is that beatific blue.
The flame that fires the hill is now remote
From aught in evil. Clemency anew
--Crowns every leaf, and sings in every throat.
Shall, then, the rage of earth and heaven depart, ...