Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWILIGHT, by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON First Line: How sweet the hour when daylight blends Last Line: And mark the last sunbeams, while sinking to rest. Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
How sweet the hour when daylight blends With the pensive shadows on evening's breast; And dear to the heart is the pleasure it lends, 'T is like the departure of saints to their rest. Oh, 't is sweet, Saranac, on thy loved banks to stray, To watch the ]ast day-beam dance light on thy wave, To mark the white skiff as it skims o'er the bay, Or heedlessly bounds o'er the warrior's grave. Oh, 't is sweet to a heart unentangled and light, When with hope's brilliant prospects the fancy is blest, To pause 'mid its day-dreams so witchingly bright, And mark the last sunbeams, while sinking to rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE A DREAM by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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