Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DAWN OF EVENING, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: The royal sun has gone his gaudy way Last Line: For youth knows not how long is love's despair. Subject(s): Emotions; Hearts; Love; Memory | ||||||||
THE royal sun has gone his gaudy way Companionless, across the sapphire skies, He sinks to rest with blood-shot fevered eyes, While tyrant night, triumphant over day, Yields soft submission to Diana's sway. Now, silver-robed, the Goddess sleeping lies And soothes the world with dreams of Paradise, Sweet fantasies the sun would drive away. I think, to-night, of songs that she would sing In dream years gone, within her garden fair. Ah, sweet the voice that joys of worlds could bring To golden hours that knew not dross of care, When years were few and love was crownèd king; For youth knows not how long is love's despair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY AS A HEARING AID by TONY HOAGLAND THE SAME QUESTION by JOHN HOLLANDER FORGET HOW TO REMEMBER HOW TO FORGET by JOHN HOLLANDER ON THAT SIDE by LAWRENCE JOSEPH MEMORY OF A PORCH by DONALD JUSTICE BEYOND THE HUNTING WOODS by DONALD JUSTICE A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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