Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT SUNSET, by RAY CLARKE ROSE


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AT SUNSET, by                    
First Line: The robin warbles in the dusk
Last Line: And know the glories of thy will.
Subject(s): Evening; Grief; Nature; Robins; Sunset; Twilight; Sorrow; Sadness


The robin warbles in the dusk,
The sunset strews its fading fire,
And like the kernel in the husk
Rests in my heart a ripe desire;
The secret of the songster's strain,
The magic of the embered west—
Ah, could I name the sweet bird's pain
And know whereof the sun's unrest!

The robin's mate in silence waits
The coming of the fledgling brood
And night at heaven's flaming gates
Sits through the twilight interlude;
But over all a mist of tears
Intangible, the majesty
Of mighty grief through countless years,
Seems cast, and chills the soul of me.

Moan in the dusk, O gentle bird!
The sorrows of the world arise,
And ev'ry trembling leaf is stirred
With nature's sympathetic sighs;
Day bares its stricken heart, and bleeds;
Night, with a nameless sorrow weak,
Droops like a widow in new weeds,
And death breathes coldly on her cheek.

Still in my heart the will to know
Rests like the kernel in the husk;
How shall it germinate and grow
To rise above life's troubled dusk?
Immortal One, teach me the way,
Give me the skill! Give me the skill
To read the wondrous night and day
And know the glories of Thy will.





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