IN CARMEL Bay the fleeting day, Reluctant, casts her robes away And steps into the night. The fragrant land on either hand A crescent forms of glistening sand, A bow to speed her flight. O'er restless seas she runs at ease, The chariot of the sun to seize, Ere he shall drop from sight. The pines in banks and solid ranks Surrounding, seem pursuing flanks Of Beauty's army green. To hold her still against her will A captive sweet the night to fill With visions vaguely seen. The tides run high against the sky, Birds wing in flight and homeward fly, To treetops tall and clean. The waiting earth has spent her mirth And silent, rolls her shadowed girth In pale consenting night. There is no way for Day to stay, Beyond her time or path to stray— She steps into the night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK: FIT 3. THE BAKER'S TALE by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON A LINE-STORM SONG by ROBERT FROST THE WRECK OF THE DEUTSCHLAND by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE LADY POVERTY by ALICE MEYNELL FOR THE INAUGURATION OF A PUBLIC SCHOOL, CAMDEN, NEW JERSEY by WALT WHITMAN YARROW VISITED by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH CHOEPHOROI: ORESTES GOES MAD by AESCHYLUS FROM AN EXCAVATION ON THE WARRIOR RIVER by ESTHER BARRETT ARGO POLYHYMNIA: SONNET TO LADY FALKLAND UPON HER GOING TO INTO IRELAND by WILLIAM BASSE |