Upon this winter night a floating arch Low-spans the North, and lightly tosses high A gleaming splendor like the Viking's march On Woten's buoyant bridge across the sky; Again the fluent flame darts high, as though It signalled to Valhalla's land of light, And now the far-flung airy streamers glow With mingled tints in rare prismatic flight ... Then lo, Aurora's boreal beauty sings; The player draws the bow across the strings! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GIANT PUFFBALL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 1: 16. A FAREWELL by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 8. THE EVICTION by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THESEUS, SELECTION by BACCHYLIDES |