What choral song has lyrics They'll Give You a Curled Tuba Tall as Rumor?

Answer 1

TO ROSEMARY, ON THE METHODS BY

WHICH SHE MIGHT BECOME

AN ANGEL

NOT where the sober sisters, grave as willows,

Walk like old twilights by the jasper sea,

Nor where the plump hunt of cherubs holly-hilloes

Chasing their ruddy fox, the sun, you'll be!

Not with the stained-glass prophets, bearded grimly,

Not with the fledgling saved, meek Wisdom's lot,

Kissing a silver book that glimmers dimly,

For acolytes are mild and you are not.

They'll give you a curled tuba, tall as Rumor,

They'll sit you on a puff of Autumn cloud,

Gilded-fantastic as your scorn and humor

And let you blow that tuba much too loud.

Against the unceasing chant to sinless Zion,

Three impudent seraph notes, three starry coals,

Sweet as wild grass and happy as a lion

And all the saints will throw you aureoles