Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RHEIMS CATHEDRAL - 1914, by GRACE HAZARD CONKLING Poet's Biography First Line: A winged death has smitten dumb thy bells Last Line: Thy bells live on, and heaven is in their tone! Subject(s): Holidays; Rheims, France; Veterans Day; World War I; First World War | ||||||||
A WINGÈD death has smitten dumb thy bells, And poured them molten from thy tragic towers: Now are the windows dust that were thy flowers Patterned like frost, petalled like asphodels. Gone are the angels and the archangels, The saints, the little lamb above thy door, The shepherd Christ! They are not, any more, Save in the soul where exiled beauty dwells. But who has heard within thy vaulted gloom That old divine insistence of the sea, When music flows along the sculptured stone In tides of prayer, for him thy windows bloom Like faithful sunset, warm immortally! Thy bells live on, and Heaven is in their tone! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN VICTORY BELLS by GRACE HAZARD CONKLING |
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