ALL day the sun and rain have been as friends, Each vying with the other which shall be Most generous in dowering earth and sea With their glad wealth, till each, as it descends, Is mingled with the other, where it blends In one warm, glimmering mist that falls on me As once God's smile fell over Galilee. The lily-cup, filled with it, droops and bends Like some white saint beside a sylvan shrine In silent prayer; the roses at my feet, Baptized with it as with a crimson wine, Gleam radiant in grasses grown so sweet, The blossoms lift, with tenderness divine, Their wet eyes heavenward with these of mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HILL WIFE: THE OFT-REPEATED DREAM by ROBERT FROST LAUTERBRUNNEN by THOMAS GOLD APPLETON JUDGES: SONG OF DEBORAH; FRAGMENTS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE II PETER II 22 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE DRIED MILLPOND by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN NIMROD: 1 by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 88 by BLISS CARMAN |