Wallace Stevens - Cy Est Pourtraicte, Madame Ste Ursule, et Les Unze Mille Vierges lyrics
[Wallace Stevens - Cy Est Pourtraicte, Madame Ste Ursule, et Les Unze Mille Vierges lyrics]
Ursula, in a garden, found a bed of radishes
She kneeled upon the ground
And gathered them, with flowers around
Blue, gold, pink, and green
She dressed in red and gold brocade
And in the grass an offering made
Of radishes and flowers
She said, "My dear, upon your altars
I have placed the marguerite and coquelicot
And roses frail as April snow
But here" she said, "Where none can see
I make an offering, in the grass
Of radishes and flowers" and then she wept
For fear the Lord would not accept
The good Lord in His garden sought
New leaf and shadowy tinct
And they were all His thought
He heard her low accord
Half prayer and half ditty
And He felt a subtle quiver
That was not heavenly love, or pity
This is not writ in any book
She kneeled upon the ground
And gathered them, with flowers around
Blue, gold, pink, and green
She dressed in red and gold brocade
And in the grass an offering made
Of radishes and flowers
She said, "My dear, upon your altars
I have placed the marguerite and coquelicot
And roses frail as April snow
But here" she said, "Where none can see
I make an offering, in the grass
Of radishes and flowers" and then she wept
For fear the Lord would not accept
The good Lord in His garden sought
New leaf and shadowy tinct
And they were all His thought
He heard her low accord
Half prayer and half ditty
And He felt a subtle quiver
That was not heavenly love, or pity
This is not writ in any book