THIS after-sunset is a sight for seeing, Cliff-heads of craggy cloud surrounding it. - And dwell you in that glory-show? You may; for there are strange strange things in being, Stranger than I know. Yet if that chasm of splendour claim your presence Which glows between the ash cloud and the dun, How changed must be your mortal mould! Changed to a firmament-riding earthless essence From what you were of old: All too unlike the fond and fragile creature Then known to me.... Well, shall I say it plain? I would not have you thus and there, But still would grieve on, missing you, still feature You as the one you were. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: HENRY PHIPPS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HORACE TO LEUCONOE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON DITTY IN IMITATION OF THE SPANISH: ENTRE TANTO QUE L'AVRIL by EDWARD HERBERT NO COMING TO GOD WITHOUT CHRIST by ROBERT HERRICK PHILOSOPHY by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS PSALM 133 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |