AIR sleeps -- from strife or stir the clouds are free; The holy time is quiet as a nun. Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven brood's o'er the sea: But list! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder -- everlastingly. Dear child! dear happy girl! if thou appear Heedless -- untouch'd with awe or serious thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine: Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year; And worshippest at the Temple's inner shrine, God being with thee when we know it not. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 1: 8. DEPARTURE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE ALFRED THE HARPER by JOHN STERLING (1806-1844) SONNET: 9. TO THE RIVER LODON by THOMAS WARTON THE YOUNGER EASTER 1916 by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 2. FINLAY by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE IVORY GATE: DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE GOLDEN ODES OF PRE-ISLAMIC ARABIA: IMR EL KAIS by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |