IN the music of the morns, Blown through Conchimarian horns, Down the dark vistas of the reboantic Norns, To the Genius of Eternity, Crying: "Come to me! Come to me!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHURCH FLOORE by GEORGE HERBERT THE CLIFF SWALLOWS by DEBRA NYSTROM SONNET: 98 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PRESCIENCE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 7. AL-MAUMIN by EDWIN ARNOLD |