CLOUDS, lingering yet, extend in solid bars Through the grey west; and lo! these waters, steeled By breezeless air to smoothest polish, yield A vivid repetition of the stars; Jove, Venus, and the ruddy crest of Mars Amid his fellows beauteously revealed At happy distance from earth's groaning field, Where ruthless mortals wage incessant wars. Is it a mirror? -- or the nether Sphere Opening to view the abyss in which she feeds Her own calm fires? -- But list! a voice is near; Great Pan himself low-whispering through the reeds, "Be thankful, thou; for, if unholy deeds Ravage the world, tranquillity is here!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ETERNITY BLUES by HAYDEN CARRUTH JOURNEY TO A KNOWN PLACE by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO THE MEMORY OF INEZ MILHOLLAND by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GOD AND MY COUNTRY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO W.P.: 1 by GEORGE SANTAYANA ISN'T IT ROMANTIC by KAREN SWENSON |