IN museful hours, when thoughts of grace divine Roll wave-like up the stormless strand of dreams; -- When that which @3is@1 grows vague as that which @3seems@1, -- I mark, far-off, a radiant shade incline From heaven to earth, -- whose face of marvellous shine, (Half veiled in mystic beauty), softly beams With delicate lustres, and elusive gleams, Caught from some viewless Eden -- hyaline: -- Ethereal, as the wavering hues that start From chorded rainbows; -- lingering scarce so long As the last sun-ray flashed in twilight's eye, I hail this phantom of a perfect song; -- And I, some day, shall pass the phantom by, -- @3To feel the embodied music next my heart!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEPULCHRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE FRUIT GARDEN PATH by AMY LOWELL SONNET (6) by GEORGE SANTAYANA SONNET: AUTUMN by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW HE FELL AMONG THIEVES by HENRY JOHN NEWBOLT JUNE BRACKEN AND HEATHER by ALFRED TENNYSON |