DAWN -- and a magical stillness: on earth, quiescence profound; On the waters a vast Content, as of hunger appeased and stayed; In the heavens a silence that seems not mere privation of sound, But a thing with form and body, a thing to be touched and weighed! Yet I know that I dwell in the midst of the roar of the cosmic wheel, In the hot collision of Forces, and clangour of boundless Strife, Mid the sound of the speed of the worlds, -- the rushing worlds, -- and the peal Of the thunder of Life. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OF THE THEME OF LOVE by MARGARET LUCAS CAVENDISH EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: THE BEGINNER by RUDYARD KIPLING TO HELEN (1) by EDGAR ALLAN POE JENNY WI' THE AIRN TEETH by ALEXANDER ANDERSON TROPIC NIGHTFALL by ROBERT AVRETT EASTER (TO A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE LAST MAN: MIDNIGHT HYMN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES ON A JUNIPER-TREE, CUT DOWN TO MAKE BUSKS by APHRA BEHN THE GOLDEN ODES OF PRE-ISLAMIC ARABIA: ZOHEYR by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |