I thought I heard Him calling! Did you hear A sound! a little sound! My curious ear Is dinned with flying noises; and the tree Goes -- whisper, whisper, whisper, silently, Till all its whispers spread into the sound Of a dull roar.... -- Lie closer to the ground: The shade is deep, and He may pass us by, We are so very small, and His great eye, Customed to starry majesties, may gaze Too wide to spy us hiding in the maze: -- Ah, misery! The sun has not yet gone, And we are naked! He will look upon Our crouching shame! May make us stand upright, Burning in terror -- O that it were night -- ! He may not come ... What! Listen! Listen now -- He's here! Lie closer... Adam, where art thou? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TERMINUS (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE WORKHOUSE by GEORGE ROBERT SIMS BETWEEN WAND AND WELT by MARGARET AHO THE NONSENSE SAW OF A SAW-GIRL I SAW IN ARKANSAW by FRED W. ALLSOPP DOOMSDAY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |