Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IMMORTAL MORNING, by ROSA MULHOLLAND Poet's Biography First Line: Gold spears on the hill Last Line: Heaven's far away! Alternate Author Name(s): Gilbert, Lady | ||||||||
GOLD spears on the hill, And the dawn flying After the dark! The world's drowsy still; What is that voice crying Before the lark? Echo? Of what sound? An angel blowing A reed silver-holed? Seraphs piping around (There, where the light's flowing) On pipes of gold? Shrill, sweet on the wind, From the gold, riven Cloud of the morn, And glory hid behind Chanticleer in heaven Cries 'Day is born!' Out there in the blue, The world of spirit, He shakes his wings Free of immortal dew, And shrill with joy (you hear it) His matins sings. Perched on a long sun-ray, Gold, o'er the river, Heaven's chanticleer Proclaims immortal day, Forever and forever, To mortal ear. Peter, no more, no more Weep a sin forgiven, For sin's foregone. Sorrow is all of yore, And this is heaven. Now death is done. So, the enchanting bird, Crowing, crowing, For joyance sings: Man hath overheard -- Time is halting and slowing, And life hath wings. Now, with full eye, Gazeth upon it The sun of earth; Echoes fade and die. Heaven and who have won it Seem little worth. Crow, cock on the barn, Sing, wood-throstle, Stream, leap in the tarn; Our mortal day Is loud with its morning bustle: Heaven's far away! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMONG THE BOUGHS by ROSA MULHOLLAND LOST BABIES by ROSA MULHOLLAND LOVE AND DEATH by ROSA MULHOLLAND SISTER MARY OF THE LOVE OF GOD by ROSA MULHOLLAND SPIRIT AND DUST by ROSA MULHOLLAND THE FAERY EARL by ROSA MULHOLLAND |
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