Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Aelfrida Tillyard . * TO A KING 'S MAN . W HEN gazing deep down in your eyes VV I feel your look is like a touch To wake the love that sleeping lies . When gazing deep down in your eyes I see the limbs of love arise And shrink back lest I see too much . When gazing deep down in your eyes I feel your look is like a touch . * ARCHITECTURE . STOOD within a city church at eve, And from the street outside there rose a roar, That beat in many a wave against the door, As if some sea of torment sought reprieve . I almost feared the flood of sound would cleave My gates and steal away their quiet store . But all the church was still from roof to floor , And stillness did the dusk of evening weave . Dim pillars stood like steadfast souls at prayer , And never a light lit up the altar stair . Then I was glad that I was there alone To learn what meant the church that man had made . And I took strength from stall and arch and stone To face the world 's deep anguish unafraid . 193