Her suffering ended with the day; Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long, long night away, In statue-like repose. But when the sun, in all his state, Illumed the eastern skies, She passed through glory's morning-gate, And walked in Paradise! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FLEMING HELPHENSTINE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON 1914: 3. THE DEAD by RUPERT BROOKE SONNET: 12 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE CRADLE SONG by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH IN THE DARK by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN THE NIGHT JOURNEY OF A RIVER by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: SINCE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |