HE rises as of old, he flings A grandeur over earth and sea, And life wakes up in lifeless things And bounds into fertility. The earth upheaves her bosom, wet With fruitful tears, and in her veins The myriad beat of life is set, And pulses with a thousand gains. He rises as of old-the stars Shrink from his pathway, and their light Fades back into the heaven that bars A glory from all mortal sight. He sinks; and round his fiery track, Where the blue heaven meets above, Their dazzling lustre eddies back, And fills the world with light and love. He rises as of old-his race Is swifter than that angel's flight Who flies in glory through the space Of stars to tell his master's might. He wearies not-but upward springs, A wonder unto those below Who walk beneath his purple wings, And live in their sustaining glow. He rises as of old--the shade Of Him who, from the highest seat Through the wild waste of chaos, made A pathway for his glowing feet; Along this path, beneath His eye, He thunders; and, as on he swims, The stars, within the boundless skies, Attend him with harmonious hymns. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RECONCILEMENT by JOHN SHEFFIELD HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER OF A FAIR LADY PLAYING WITH A SNAKE by EDMUND WALLER IN SCHOOL-DAYS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER TRANSFIGURATION by LOUISA MAY ALCOTT ODE TO THE SWALLOW by ANACREON CONTENT; WRITTEN OFF ITHACA by ALFRED AUSTIN |