Beauty bore unto Time last night
Three fair children — wonderful, white.
Wonder, Terror, and World's Delight.
Wonder's eyes were gray as the sea,
And a mirror was where her heart should be;
Plait upon plait of brown her hair
Shadowed her eyes and her forehead fair.
Bramble scarlet and blossom-white
Sun and shadow was World's Delight.
Terror was first to face the day —
He shall not be drowned or cast away,
Age shall not weaken him nor Death slay.
I am busy working to bring Nora Hopper Chesson's "Beauty's Children" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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