There came a Day at Summer's full

There came a Day at Summer's full, Entirely for me -- I thought that such were for the Saints, Where Resurrections -- be -- The Sun, as common, went abroad, The flowers, accustomed, blew, As if no soul the solstice passed That maketh all things new -- The time was scarce profaned, by speech -- The symbol of a word Was needless, as at Sacrament, The Wardrobe -- of our Lord -- Each was to each The Sealed Church, Permitted to commune this -- time -- Lest we too awkward show At Supper of the Lamb.…