LIKE labour-laden moonclouds faint to flee From winds that sweep the winter-bitten wold,-- Like multiform circumfluence manifold Of night's flood-tide,--like terrors that agree Of hoarse-tongued fire and inarticulate sea,-- Even such, within some glass dimmed by our breath, Our hearts discern wild images of Death, Shadows and shoals that edge eternity. Howbeit athwart Death's imminent shade doth soar One Power, than flow of stream or flight of dove Sweeter to glide around, to brood above. Tell me, my heart,--what angel-greeted door Or threshold of wing-winnowed threshing-floor Hath guest fire-fledged as thine, whose lord is Love? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ARCHITECT (1) by KAREN SWENSON GARDEN FANCIES: 2. SIBRANDUS SCHAFNABURGENSIS by ROBERT BROWNING ON THE MEMORABLE VICTORY OF PAUL JONES by PHILIP FRENEAU GREEK SONG: 1. THE STORM OF DELPHI by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS TO FOREIGN LANDS by WALT WHITMAN POPULAR BALLAD: NEVER FORGET YOUR PARENTS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |