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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIFE'S TAVERN, by ARTHUR W. UPSON Poet's Biography
First Line: Night-refuge, set aloft this travelled hill
Last Line: On whom, unlit, her doors forever close!
First Line: Night-refuge, set aloft this travelled hill
Last Line: On whom, unlit, her doors forever close!
NIGHT-REFUGE, set aloft this travelled hill,
'Tis deemed by many a lodger but an inn;
Others look round them better and scarce fill
Their first cup ere its mystery doth begin,
And they are led by some divine desire
Where, midmost of an inner room, there bends
Clear flame on golden altar, to which fire
A wide-eyed vestal changelessly attends.
And most, so led, have joy to serve that light
And with the jealous priestess vigil keep;
But woe to any wearying neophyte,
And woe to him who serves with eyes of sleep:
To such is she more bitter than to those
On whom, unlit, her doors forever close!
Other Poems of Interest...
A SONG OF LOVE AND YOUR DREAMS by ARTHUR W. UPSON
ABSENCE AND PRESENCE by ARTHUR W. UPSON
AFTER A DOLMETSCH CONCERT by ARTHUR W. UPSON
AFTER READING 'AN ITALIAN GARDEN' by ARTHUR W. UPSON
AFTER READING 'THE GOLDEN TREASURY' IN THE GREEN PARK by ARTHUR W. UPSON
AFTER READING AN OLD COMEDY by ARTHUR W. UPSON
AGAMEDE'S SONG, FR. THE CITY by ARTHUR W. UPSON
BENJAMIN-CONSTANTS PORTRAIT OF QUEEN VICTORIA by ARTHUR W. UPSON