A cloudless path from East to West, Undimmed, and shining still The Sun has died as he was born, And only changed his hill. What words can praise him for this day, To show my joy and pride But that I'd give my life for it, And die, as he has died. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPELLIN' BEE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE LOST WAR-SLOOP by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR A CHRISTMAS CAROL by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE GLORIOUS GIFT OF GOD by BENJAMIN BEDDOME STILL LIFE by ANNE MILLAY BREMER THE TWO POETS OF CROISIC by ROBERT BROWNING |