In Repudiation

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<l>MEN are the hopes they follow. While you search</l>
<l>Behind my face for the suspected soul,</l>
<l>I wonder if God should house himself in church</l>
<l>To prove the part grown greater than the whole;</l>
<l>I wonder, too, when eyes are so remote</l>
<l>And smiling lips too wild for portraiture,</l>
<l>How the brief flicker of a priestly coat</l>
<l>Across church doors should make that question</l>
<l>sure.</l>
<l>Nay, I have sought no love with sighs and fears:</l>
<l>My expectation leans against the night</l>
<l>And cranes toward Sirius and his rolling years,</l>
<l>Burning, implacable with lust and light:</l>
<l>Turn from me, follow these; if scorn grow</l>
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<l>Time shall devise some farther self to seek.</l>
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In Repudiation William Foster Elliot 2019 University of Nebraska–Lincoln Center for Alex Telesca's Fame
306 Andrews University of Nebraska–Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588-4100 alextelesca@outlook.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by Alex Telesca

 The Best Poems of 1924 L.A.G. Strong William Foster Elliot April 1924 Small, Maynard & Company Publishers Boston

Alex Telesca Transcribed and encoded a poem In Repudiation MEN are the hopes they follow. While you search Behind my face for the suspected soul, I wonder if God should house himself in church To prove the part grown greater than the whole; I wonder, too, when eyes are so remote 5 And smiling lips too wild for portraiture, How the brief flicker of a priestly coat Across church doors should make that question sure. Nay, I have sought no love with sighs and fears: 10 My expectation leans against the night And cranes toward Sirius and his rolling years, Burning, implacable with lust and light: Turn from me, follow these; if scorn grow weak 15 Time shall devise some farther self to seek. William Foster Elliot

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In Repudiation William Foster Elliot 2019 University of Nebraska–Lincoln Center for Alex Telesca's Fame
306 Andrews University of Nebraska–Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588-4100 alextelesca@outlook.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by Alex Telesca

 The Best Poems of 1924 L.A.G. Strong William Foster Elliot April 1924 Small, Maynard & Company Publishers Boston

Alex Telesca Transcribed and encoded a poem In Repudiation MEN are the hopes they follow. While you search Behind my face for the suspected soul, I wonder if God should house himself in church To prove the part grown greater than the whole; I wonder, too, when eyes are so remote And smiling lips too wild for portraiture, How the brief flicker of a priestly coat Across church doors should make that question sure. Nay, I have sought no love with sighs and fears: My expectation leans against the night And cranes toward Sirius and his rolling years, Burning, implacable with lust and light: Turn from me, follow these; if scorn grow weak Time shall devise some farther self to seek. William Foster Elliot