BIRD-WAKENED out of sleep my darkling eyes Saw Etna bloom and whiten in the dawn, While over hollow leagues of crag and lawn Brightened earth's edge upon the far-set skies; Now, volleying light, the lucid mountain lies Transfigured, in the breath of gold updrawn, Dim base to rosy plume; and high the wan Worn moon turns snow, and worships as it dies. Then o'er the shoulder of that mount in heaven Rose like a moon divine, celestial seen, The Star to which all glory hath been given, The orb of life whence all things here have been. The nightingales sang on; -- and I shall see No sight so mighty in tranquillity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 18 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING ON THE DEATH OF MR. CRASHAW by ABRAHAM COWLEY HOME, SWEET HOME, FR. CLARI, THE MAID OF MILAN by JOHN HOWARD PAYNE THE INTRODUCTION by AL-DHAHABI HERACLES AND MELEAGER by BACCHYLIDES |