FULL many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride, With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendor on my brow; But out, alack! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath masked him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO LAKE LEMAN by GEORGE GORDON BYRON FREDERICK DOUGLASS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE CALL TO THE COLORS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN SEA SLUMBER-SONG by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL THE REASON by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) MUSIC ON CHRISTMAS MORNING by ANNE BRONTE LADY GERALDINE'S COURTSHIP by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING WRITTEN IN VISTORS' BOOK AT THE BIRTHPLACE OF ROBERT BURNS by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE |