FOR them the sun shines ever in full might Throughout our earthly night; There, reddening with the rose, their paradise, A fair green pleasance, lies, Cool beneath shade of incense-bearing trees, And rich with golden fruit: And there they take their pleasure as they will, In chariot-race, or young-limbed exercise In wrestling, at the game of tables these, And those with harp or lute: And blissful where they dwell, beside them still Dwells at full bloom perfect felicity: And spreading delicately Over the lovely region everywhere Fragrance in the air Floats from high altars where the fire is dense With perfumed frankincense Burned for the glory of Heaven continually. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FOREST MAID by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT MILTON; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW GREEK ARCHITECTURE by HERMAN MELVILLE ON CRITICS; IN IMITATION OF ANACREON by MATTHEW PRIOR SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 50 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |