Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN AN AGE OF SCIENCE, by THOMAS CURTIS CLARK First Line: The little world of olden days is gone Last Line: Who hides no more behind dumb seraphim. Subject(s): Religion; Science; Theology; Scientists | ||||||||
The little world of olden days is gone, A thousand universes come to light; The eyes of science penetrate the night And bring good tidings of eternal dawn; There is no night, they find, there is no death, But life begetting ever fuller life; They look still deeper, and amid the strife They note pervading harmony. The breath Of morning sweeps the wastes of earth, And we who talked of age become as gods, Scanning the spheres, discoursing of the birth Of countless suns. No longer human clods, We stand alert and speak direct to Him Who hides no more behind dumb seraphim. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REACTIONARY ESSAY ON APPLIED SCIENCE by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY THE POLITICIAN OF THE IRISH EARLDOM by HILAIRE BELLOC AN AMERICAN SCENE by NORMAN DUBIE WHY WAIT FOR SCIENCE by ROBERT FROST DIXIT INSIPIENS by CAROLYN KIZER GLOBULE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER ABRAHAM LINCOLN by THOMAS CURTIS CLARK |
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