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The last poems of Alice Meynell

“THE MARRIAGE OF TRUE MINDS” (IN THE BACH-GOUNOD “AVE MARIA”)

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That seeking Prelude found its unforetold

Unguessed intention, trend;

Though needing no fulfilment, did enfold

This exquisite end.

Bach led his notes up through their delicate slope

Aspiring—so they sound,

And so they were—in some strange ignorant hope

Thus to be crowned.

What deep soft seas beneath this buoyant barque!

What winds to speed this bird!

What impulses to toss this heavenward lark!

Thought—then the word.

21Lovely the tune, lovely the unconsciousness

Of him who promised it.

Lovely the years that joined in blessedness

The two, the fit.

Bach was Precursor. But no Baptist’s cry

Was his; he, who began

For one who was to end, did prophesy,

By Nature’s generous act, the lesser man.

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