THE blast has swept the clouds away, The gloom, the mist, the rain; Serene and blue is all the sky Save for a white cloud floating high, A lone, celestial argosy That dares the azure main; And, light as wafts of Eden blow, The zephyrs wander to and fro. What do I care that yester-night The wind was loud and chill? Now earth is lapt in sunny calm; The woods, the fields, exhale their balm; And breeze and brook and bird a psalm Sing sweet, by vale and hill; — What do I care that skies were cold? To-day all heaven is flushed with gold. O when the blast of death has blown The clouds of time away, So may the shadows of our years — The gloom of doubts and griefs and fears And dark regrets and bitter tears — Fade in God's perfect day! And seem as slight and brief and vain As yester-evening's mist and rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE PIOUS MEMORY OF THE YOUNG LADY MRS. ANNE KILLIGREW by JOHN DRYDEN IRELAND; A SEASIDE PORTRAIT by JOHN JAMES PIATT MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 10 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI BLAKE'S APOLOGY FOR HIS CATALOGUE by WILLIAM BLAKE SPRING FANTASIES: 5. ROAD SONG by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON SPECIAL MESSAGE TO THE VERMONT LEGISLATURE by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. NOT FOR A FEW MONTHS OR YEARS by EDWARD CARPENTER |