Roll on, sad world! not Mercury or Mars Could swifter speed, or slower, round the sun Than in this year of variance thou hast done To me: yet pain, fear, heart-break, woes and wars Have natural limit; from his dread eclipse The swift sun hastens, and the night debars The day but to bring in the day more bright. The flowers renew their odorous fellowships; The moon runs round and round, the slow earth dips, True to her poise, and lifts; the planet-stars Roll and return from circle to ellipse; The day is dull and soft, the eavetrough drips, And yet I know the splendor of the light Will break anon. Look! where the gray is white! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER WIND by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE HIPPOPOTAMUS by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT THE HABIT OF PERFECTION by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS A SUMMER DAY by HENRY CHARLES BEECHING SHEMA-YISRAEL-ADONAI-ELOHENU ADONAI-ECHOD by NATHAN BERNSTEIN CHINESE PICTURE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN END OF A TUNE by ELIZABETH BROWN (AUSTRALIAN) |