AT night what things will stalk abroad, What veilèd shapes, and eyes of dread! With phantoms in a lonely road And visions of the dead. The kindly room when day is here, At night takes ghostly terrors on; And every shadow hath its fear, And every wind its moan. Lord Jesus, Day-Star of the world, Rise Thou, and bid this dark depart, And all the east, a rose uncurled, Grow golden at the heart! Lord, in the watches of the night, Keep Thou my soul! a trembling thing As any moth that in daylight Will spread a rainbow wing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY GARDEN by RALPH WALDO EMERSON CHAUCER; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW BEAVER BROOK by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 70. THE HILL-SUMMIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI GARDEN DAYS: 3. THE FLOWERS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON CROSSING THE BAR by ALFRED TENNYSON |