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Fires
By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson (18781962)
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I stirred the fire to flame.
Fantastically fair,
The flickering fancies came,
Born of heart’s desire:
Amber woodland streaming;
Topaz islands dreaming;
Sunset-cities gleaming,
Spire on burning spire;
Ruddy-windowed taverns;
Sunshine-spilling wines;
Crystal-lighted caverns
Of Golconda’s mines;
Summers, unreturning;
Passion’s crater yearning;
Troy, the ever-burning;
Shelley’s lustral pyre;
Dragon-eyes, unsleeping;
Witches’ cauldrons leaping;
Golden galleys sweeping
Out from sea-walled Tyre:
Fancies, fugitive and fair,
Flashed with singing through the air;
Till, dazzled by the drowsy glare,
I shut my eyes to heat and light;
And saw, in sudden night,
Crouched in the dripping dark,
With steaming shoulders stark,
The man who hews the coal to feed my fire.