As light on lids that slumber warms unseen, So now thy veiled presence breathing near Soft penetrates the web of darkness drear That Night, the grim Arachne, weaves between Wan Twilight and her roseate sister-queen, Imperial Dawn. Behold how many a tear (Pale records of immortal memory dear) Attests thy wonted influence serene! And, lo! the winged moments one by one, Foreshadowed of the ages yet to be, Upon the bleak horizon where the sun Tinges the midst of dim futurity, Beholding here thy glimmering footsteps gone, Speed through the trackless interval to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIVER by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EPITAPH ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE by JOHN MILTON MARECHAL NIEL by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 88. AL-MUGHNI by EDWIN ARNOLD UPON MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND HIS GOING INTO ENGLAND, 1661 by ANNE BRADSTREET THE COMPLAINT OF NATURE by MICHAEL BRUCE IN BOZEN OF A SUNDAY by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR |