Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SUNRISE OF THE POOR, by ROBERT BURNS WILSON Poet's Biography First Line: A darkened hut outlined against the sky Last Line: It is the call to labor, -- not death. | ||||||||
A DARKENED hut outlined against the sky, A forward-looking slope, -- some cedar trees, Gaunt grasses stirred by the awaking breeze, And nearer, where the grayer shadows lie, Within a small paled square, one may descry The beds wherein the Poor first taste of ease, Where dewy rose-vines drop their spicy lees Above the dreamless ashes, silently. A lonely woman leans there, -- bent and gray: Outlined in part against the shadowed hill, In part against the sky, in which the day Begins to blaze. O earth, so sweet, -- so still! -- The woman sighs, and draws a long, deep breath: It is the call to labor, -- not death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DEAD PLAYER by ROBERT BURNS WILSON TO A CROW by ROBERT BURNS WILSON AN ALPINE PICTURE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH TRULY GREAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO HIS WINDING-SHEET by ROBERT HERRICK THE SPELL OF THE YUKON by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE ON BEING BROUGHT FROM AFRICA TO AMERICA by PHILLIS WHEATLEY RIVER OF SEVILLE by AL-KUTANDI |
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