Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CADER IDRIS AT SUNSET, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: Last autumn, as we sat, ere fall of night Last Line: Half-glad, half-tearful, as the vision pales! Subject(s): Wales; Welshmen; Welshwomen | ||||||||
Last autumn, as we sat, ere fall of night, Over against old Cader's rugged face, We mark'd the sunset from its secret place Salute him with a fair and sudden light. Flame-hued he rose, and vast without a speck Of life upon his flush'd and lonely side; A double rainbow o'er him bent, to deck What was so bright before, thrice glorified! How oft, when pacing o'er those inland plains. I see that rosy rock of Northern Wales Come up before me; then its lustre wanes, And all the frith and intermediate vales Are darken'd, while our little group remains, Half-glad, half-tearful, as the vision pales! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANTICHRIST, OR THE REUNION OF CHRISTENDOM; AN ODE by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON WALES VISITATION by ALLEN GINSBERG WELSH INCIDENT by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE BARD; A PINDARIC ODE by THOMAS GRAY THE TRIUMPHS OF OWEN: A FRAGMENT by THOMAS GRAY WELSH LANDSCAPE by RONALD STUART THOMAS HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER |
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