ILLUSTRATIONS When she lit her glimmering tapers . . . . . . . . . Frontispiece Titanic glooms of chasmed fears Across the margent of the world I fled I said to dawn: Be sudden I knew how the clouds arise Naked I wait Thy love's uplifted stroke! Yea, faileth now even dream The hid battlements of Eternity Whether man's heart or life it be which yields I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Lest, having Him, I must have naught beside (missing from book) Thunder-driven, They clanged His chariot In her wind-walled palace I shook the pillaring hours And now my heart is as a broken fount That Voice is round me like a bursting sea