Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE SHADOWS: 25, by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) Poet's Biography First Line: Lying awake at holy eventide Last Line: Like music, with a dying, dying fall! Subject(s): Stars | ||||||||
Lying awake at holy eventide, While in clear mournfulness the throstle's hymn Hushes the night, and the great west, grown dim, Laments the sunset's evanescent pride: Lo! I behold an orb of silver brightly Grow from the fringe of sunset, like a dream From Thought's severe infinitude, and nightly Show forth God's glory in its sacred gleam. Ah, Hesper! maidenliest star that ere Twinkled in firmament! cool gloaming's prime Cheerer, whose fairness maketh wondrous fair Old pastoral, and the Spenserian rhyme: -- Thy soft seduction doth my soul enthral Like music, with a dying, dying fall! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EPIC STARS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HYMN TO THE STARS by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS CHRISTMAS TREE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS CLEMATIS MONTANA by MADELINE DEFREES THE UNCERTAINTY PRINCIPLE by JAMES GALVIN TO SEE THE STARS IN DAYLIGHT by JAMES GALVIN IN THE SHADOWS: 19 by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) |
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