| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | Portrait | | By Ezra Pound (1885–1972) |
| | | NOW would I weave her portrait out of all dim splendour. | |
| Of Provence and far halls of memory, | |
| Lo, there come echoes, faint diversity | |
| Of blended bells at even’s end, or | |
| As the distant seas should send her | 5 |
| The tribute of their trembling, ceaselessly | |
| Resonant. Out of all dreams that be, | |
| Say, shall I bid the deepest dreams attend her? | |
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| Nay! For I have seen the purplest shadows stand | |
| Alway with reverent cheer that look’d on her, | 10 |
| Silence himself is grown her worshipper | |
| And ever doth attend her in that land | |
| Wherein she reigneth, wherefore let there stir | |
| Naught but the softest voices, praising her. | | | | |
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