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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VESPERS, by ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH First Line: Around the dusky brow of night Last Line: With folded arms and soul content! | |||
Around the dusky brow of night The sunset bound a fillet bright, And like a priestess at a pyre, She knelt beside the altar fire. From dim cathedrals of the hills The mingled chant of winds and rills Rose softly on the evening air, The solemn vesper rites to share. Slow died the altar's flame of gold; The face of night, bright aureoled, In shadow dimmed, as, kneeling low, She watched the embers' fading glow. The chanting winds grew still; the brooks Fell silent in the forest nooks; And down the world's vast aisles night went With folded arms and soul content! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN AN OLD GARDEN FORGOTTEN by ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH LONGING by ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH THE SONG OF THE HILL TRAILS by ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH WHEN EVENING LIKE AN ANGEL by ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH RUINES OF ROME by JOACHIM DU BELLAY IN THE SHADOWS: 20 by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) O BLACK AND UNKNOWN BARDS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON AN ODE IN IMITATION OF ALCAEUS by WILLIAM JONES EVE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI VOICES by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |
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