Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ONE DAY'S HISTORY, by FERN WEEMS


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ONE DAY'S HISTORY, by                    
First Line: I watched as day's near evidence
Last Line: And strolled beside the streams.
Subject(s): History; Memory; Time; Historians


I watched as day's near evidence
The wan stars close their eyes,
There from the hill's high eminence
The sun in splendor rise;
Where dust from Helios' chariot wheels
Shone in the vaporous air,
The curling smoke that silent steals
Uprose in seeming prayer.

The blue dome's deep immensity
Arched o'er the day at noon,
A mantle's velvet density
That cradled soft the moon;
In mystic splendor—cold, profound,
Through screening mists, a blur,
That wayward winds by languor bound
Did seem to envy her!

The aspen leaves moved tenderly
Within the molten air,
As if ere winds stirred slenderly
They felt them bordering there;
The shimmering sun in splendor strewed
With jewels the streams of June,
Where ponderous calm in interlude
Leaned heavily o'er the noon.

Mid heat the day o'er towering,
Intense with grandeur's gleam,
The fair plains paused in flowering
Where strayed a wayward stream;
The day wore on within the dell
Across the dreaming moor,
Till dusk a benediction fell
Along the silent shore.

At sunset there was slumbering
Mid retrospection's mist,
Her hopes and cares encumbering
By falling kismet kissed;
Amid the sprinkling, wan starlight
With time for tranquil dreams,
The calm day clasped the hand of night
And strolled beside the streams.





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