Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN CHURCH, by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: In the choir the boys are singing the hymn Last Line: Of our sabbath, suffusing our sacred day. Alternate Author Name(s): Lawrence, D. H. Subject(s): Churches; Cathedrals | ||||||||
IN the choir the boys are singing the hymn. The morning light on their lips Moves in silver-moist flashes, in musical trim. Sudden outside the high window, one crow Hangs in the air And lights on a withered oak-tree's top of woe. One bird, one blot, folded and still at the top Of the withered tree! -- in the grail Of crystal heaven falls one full black drop. Like a soft full drop of darkness it seems to sway In the tender wine Of our Sabbath, suffusing our sacred day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VIRGIN IN GLASS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE HOUR BETWEEN DOG AND WOLF: 3. FEEDING THE RABBITS by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR EXPLICATION OF AN IMAGINARY TEXT by JAMES GALVIN DOMESDAY BOOK: FATHER WHIMSETT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HALF-AND-HALF by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE AT THE CHURCH DOOR by GEORGE SANTAYANA A BABY ASLEEP AFTER PAIN by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE |
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