UPROSE Monadnock in the northern blue, A mighty minster builded to the Lord! The setting sun his crimson radiance threw On crest, and steep, and wood, and valley sward, Blending their myriad hues in rich accord, Till, like the wall of heaven, it towered to view. Along its slope, where russet ferns were strewn And purple heaths, the scarlet maples flamed, And reddening oaks and golden birches shone — Resplendent oriels in the black pines framed, The pines that climb to woo the winds alone. And down its cloisters blew the evening breeze, Through courts and aisles ablaze with autumn bloom, Till shrine and portal thrilled to harmonies Now soaring, dying now in glade and gloom. And with the wind was heard the voice of streams — Constant their Aves and Te Deums be — Lone Ashuelot murmuring down the lea, And brooks that haste where shy Contoocook gleams Through groves and meadows, broadening to the sea. Then holy twilight fell on earth and air, Above the dome the stars hung faint and fair, And the vast minster hushed its shrines in prayer; While all the lesser heights kept watch and ward About Monadnock builded to the Lord! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EARLY MORNING by HILAIRE BELLOC TO THE SOUR READER by ROBERT HERRICK HIC JACET by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON NEW FRIENDS AND OLD FRIENDS by JOSEPH PARRY PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR LOLA WEARS LACE by HELEN BIRCH-BARTLETT AVE MARIA IN ROME by MATHILDE BLIND |