Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TENNYSON, by EDWARD NOYES POMEROY First Line: As one each evening with a new surprise Last Line: Autumnal splendors of the waning woods. Subject(s): Death; Heaven; Dead, The; Paradise | ||||||||
As one each evening with a new surprise, Spieth sweet Hesper, from the fading West Filling with light,largest and loveliest In the returning hosts that throng the skies, What time the twilight-gates of Paradise, Awhile ajar, reveal the realms of Rest Canaan unreachedwhose vision makes us blest With sacred sadness, till our tears uprise; So, ever smitten with a new delight, We turn to thee,Hesper of Poesy, Subdued effulgence,depth of perfect light, Drawn from rare twilights upon sky and sea; From dim-lit lowlands, sombre solitudes, Autumnal splendors of the waning woods. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF LIFE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 6 by CONRAD AIKEN THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#19): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND WINTER by MARVIN BELL THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SKELETON FOR MR. PAUL IN PARADISE; AFTER ALLAN GUISINGER by NORMAN DUBIE BEAUTY & RESTRAINT by DANIEL HALPERN HOW IT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN by DORIANNE LAUX IF THIS IS PARADISE by DORIANNE LAUX THE OLD CHURCH ON THE HILL by EDWARD NOYES POMEROY |
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