WAITING for words -- as on the broad expanse Of heaven the formless vapors of the night, Expectant, wait the oracle of light Interpreting their dumb significance; Or like a star that in the morning glance Shrinks, as a folding blossom, from the sight, Nor wakens till upon the western height The shadows to their evening towers advance -- So, in my soul, a dream ineffable, Expectant of the sunshine or the shade, Hath oft, upon the brink of twilight chill, Or at the dawn's pale glimmering portal stayed In tears, that all the quivering eyelids fill, In smiles, that on the lip of silence fade. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIVE AND HELP LIVE by EDWIN MARKHAM AMONG THE MOUNTAINS by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG INSCRIPTION FOR AN ICE-HOUSE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 19. THE SOUTHERN PASSION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) IDYLL 6. CLEODAMUS AND MYRSON by BION IT IS FINISHED by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR SWEET WEARINESS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |