O THOU bright Sun! beneath the dark blue line Of western distance that sublime descendest, And, gleaming lovelier as thy beams decline, Thy million hues to every vapor lend est, And, over cobweb lawn and grove and stream Sheddest the liquid magic of thy light, Till calm Earth, with the parting splendor bright, Shows like the vision of a beauteous dream; What gazer now with astronomic eye Could coldly count the spots within thy sphere? Such were thy lover, Harriet, could he fly The thoughts of all that makes his passion dear, And, turning senseless from thy warm caress, Pick flaws in our close-woven happiness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO WITCHES: 1. THE WITCH OF COOS by ROBERT FROST ECHOES: 7 by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY SONNET WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SUPERSTITION by JOHN KEATS THE MOWER'S SONG by ANDREW MARVELL INCIDENT AT BRUGES by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |