Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I SAW RED EVENING THROUGH THE RAIN, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: And lonely was the forward way Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour Subject(s): Grief; Persistence | ||||||||
I saw red evening through the rain Lower above the steaming plain; I heard the hour strike small and still, From the black belfry on the hill. Thought is driven out of doors tonight By bitter memory of delight; The sharp constraint of finger tips, Or the shuddering touch of lips. I heard the hour strike small and still, From the black belfry on the hill. Behind me I could still look down On the outspread monstrous town. The sharp constraint of finger tips, Or the shuddering touch of lips, And all old memories of delight Crowd upon my soul tonight. Behind me I could still look down On the outspread feverish town; But before me, still and grey, And lonely was the forward way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONE WOE IS PAST by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI FAINT YET PURSUING' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI AMORETTI: 51 by EDMUND SPENSER I'LL TRY' by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS ONE THING I DO' by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON ALCAICS: TO H. F. BROWN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON AT THE SEASIDE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON AUNTIE'S SKIRTS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON CHRISTMAS AT SEA by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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