“…things long by catholic consent accounted beautiful”
-Quiller-Couch
An act forbidden now, we go to weep
On Skyros at the grave of that rare youth
Where buried with him are the unities
Of all: the good, the beautiful, the true
For men have flung away their thoughts, their songs
Their verse, their noble instruments of work
And scream abuse at all those forms of art
With which their sires hymned chaos into peace
A cause forbidden now, we work to keep
For all: the good, the beautiful, and the true
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 3:48 PM UTC
“…things long by catholic consent accounted beautiful”
-Quiller-Couch
An act forbidden now, we go to weep
On Skyros at the grave of that rare youth
Where buried with him are the unities
Of all: the good, the beautiful, the true
For men have flung away their thoughts, their songs
Their verse, their noble instruments of work
And scream abuse at all those forms of art
With which their sires hymned chaos into peace
A cause forbidden now, we work to keep
For all: the good, the beautiful, and the true