Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LATTER PEACE, by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: We have passed the noonday summit Last Line: Along the verge of night. | ||||||||
WE have passed the noonday summit, We have left the noonday heat, And down the hillside slowly Descend our weary feet. Yet the evening airs are balmy, And the evening shadows sweet. Our summer's latest roses Lay withered long ago; And even the flowers of autumn Scarce keep their mellowed glow. Yet a peaceful season woos us Ere the time of storms and snow. Like the tender twilight weather When the toil of day is done, And we feel the bliss of quiet Our constant hearts have won -- When the vesper planet blushes, Kissed by the dying sun. So falls that tranquil season, Dew-like, on soul and sight, Faith's silvery star rise blended With memory's sunset light, Wherein life pauses softly Along the verge of night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASPECTS OF THE PINES by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE BEYOND THE POTOMAC by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE CHARLESTON by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE IN HARBOR by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE MACDONALD'S RAID - A.D. 1780 by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE PATIENCE by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE PRE-EXISTENCE by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE BATTLE OF CHARLESTON HARBOR by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE ROSE AND THORN by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE VICKSBURG by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE A BACHELOR-BOOKWORM'S COMPLAINT OF LAST PRESENTIAL ELECTION by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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