Nicholson & Lee, eds. The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
William Blake (17571827)59. The Crystal Cabinet
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Where I was dancing merrily;
She put me into her Cabinet,
And lock’d me up with a golden key.
And pearl and crystal shining bright,
And within it opens into a world
And a little lovely moony night.
Another London with its Tower,
Another Thames and other hills,
And another pleasant Surrey bower,
Translucent, lovely, shining clear,
Threefold each in the other clos’d—
O, what a pleasant trembling fear!
Fill’d me, that like a flame I burn’d;
I bent to kiss the lovely Maid,
And found a threefold kiss return’d.
With ardour fierce and hands of flame,
But burst the Crystal Cabinet,
And like a weeping Babe became—
And weeping Woman pale reclin’d,
And in the outward air again
I fill’d with woes the passing wind.