Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONG OF DAWN AT DUSK, by WILLIAM ROSE BENET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Not of sadness, now 'tis dusk Last Line: In the joy above all speaking! Subject(s): Dusk | ||||||||
Not of sadness, now 'tis dusk (All too often sung in sorrow) And all certain outlines falter From our world, a mist-wreathed altar, -- Not of sadness are my dreams But of sunrise and tomorrow. Death? I dream the death of sorrow. As of old our life unfolds Like a pageant never-ended With new sunlit, moonlit hours, Pristine dew and virgin flowers, Fresher hues and fairer hopes In a sunrise still more splendid Till the earth and stars be ended. Slowly, slowly, yet as sure As the colors come in heaven, -- Come with morning, purer, rarer, Wane with evening, richer, fairer, -- Dreams that high eternal mind Through whose joy green earth was given Unto Man, and thought of Heaven. Safely, Love, I hold your hand And your eyes wake mine to wonder On the transience of all sorrow And the surety of to-morrow, Each tomorrow lifting sunward From a night so soon swept under As our world rolls on in wonder. As of old the seasons wheel, But if faith be vernal ever Of new hopes and realizations And new sunrise on the nations Can we doubt the coast we lift When life's mists and clouds dissever In the last dawn come forever? Not while heart now answers heart With the words beyond all speaking, Now that all familiar being Grows so sacred to foreseeing, Not while love is ours as now, Not while soul toward soul is seeking In the joy above all speaking! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUR BETWEEN DOG AND WOLF: 4. THE HOUR BETWEEN DOG by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR TWILIGHT SONG by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TWILIGHT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW TWILIGHT AT THE HEIGHTS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER TWILIGHT AT SEA by AMELIA B. WELBY WHY DID YOU DEPART AT DUSK? by CLARISSA M. BAILEY THE FALCONER OF GOD by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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