THOUGH black the night, I know upon the sky, A little paler now, if clouds were none, The stars would be. Husht now the thickets lie, And now the birds are moving one by one, -- A note -- and now from bush to bush it goes -- A prelude -- now victorious light along The west will come till every bramble glows With wash of sunlit dew shaken in song. Shaken in song; O heart, be ready now, Cold in your night, be ready now to sing. Dawn as it wakes the sleeping bird on bough Shall summon you to instant reckoning, -- She is your dawn, O heart, -- sing, till the night Of death shall come, the gospel of her light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRICKLAYER LOVE by CARL SANDBURG EXTRACTS FROM AN OPERA: 2. DAISY'S SONG by JOHN KEATS THE LORD OF BURLEIGH by ALFRED TENNYSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 25. AL-MUHIZZ by EDWIN ARNOLD EXPECTATION by GLADYS BRIERLY ASHOUR |