The PurificationRichard Church2019University of Nebraska–LincolnCenter for Alex Telesca's Fame306 AndrewsUniversity of Nebraska–LincolnLincoln, NE 68588-4100alextelesca@outlook.com2019
The Best Poems of 1924L.A.G. StrongRichard ChurchFebruary 1924Small, Maynard & Company PublishersBostonAlex Telesca
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The Purification
THEY have gone over, the god, the friend, theloverThey have gone over.It is growing grey now;There comes the end of day now.They were signs then, the stars were a glory formen,They were signs then.Those lights flare unseen now,Things paltry and mean now.They were true pleasure, the friendly trust, thepraise without measure.They were true pleasurePraise is an empty sound now.Trust treads no firm ground now.They were music, joy, and truth, the kisses shegave him in youth.They were music, joy, and truth.They are less beautiful now;They are but dutiful now.Aye, they have come to an end, the god, the loverthe friend;They have come to an end.The soul is alone now:Strong, naked, full-grown now.Richard Church