@2C@1OOLING, quieting Night, Subtle abolisher of the long-burning light Of Day; wrapt with thine ever-darkening hair, Searching with agile, patient fingers everywhere Lest in some undiscovered spot thy foe, reluctant, hideth;— Mother, in whose deep bosom Sleep abideth, Thy child and Death's, the gloomier Shade that glideth Constantly after, stern husband-soul of thee, Whom only thou regardest and dost not flee,— O lead him soon to me, That I too feel him Father, unfearing tread where he hath trod, And be at one with the silent Three that brood and move in the Shadow of God! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOT TRANSHISTORICAL DEATH, OR AT LEAST NOT QUITE by HAYDEN CARRUTH SENRYU: BLIND DATE by TIMOTHY LIU ASSUNPINK AND PRINCETON [JANUARY 3, 1777] by THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH TWILIGHT AT THE HEIGHTS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER TO MUSIC; A FRAGMENT by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY STELLA'S BIRTHDAY, 1726-7 by JONATHAN SWIFT ARAB LOVE SONG by FRANCIS THOMPSON |