Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A DREAM OF LIFE, by HUMBERT WOLFE Poet's Biography First Line: Our time-career is yon dark cloud Last Line: God grant! Shall mock their glance. Subject(s): Dreams; Grief; Life; Tears; Time; Nightmares; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
OUR Time-career is yon dark cloud That the imperial sun allowed To float a little while, And melt away -- our Being true The arching heaven of boundless blue, Whose beams for ever smile. Yet the sad gloom whose vapours stain The glorious azure is not vain, But fraught with boon for Earth; To shed revival, shade from glow, And temper light, that all below May feel its quickening worth. Ah me! is life so full of tears, So fraught with passion, grief, and fears? Then may the drops that rain From these sad eyes, from this soft heart, New vigour to the world impart, True weal, and fertile gain! So let me live that all may count The effluence from this vital fount, Refreshment and not gloom: May no rude deluge from it stream; No thunder roar, no lightning gleam, Be harbinger of doom! Nay, let my life drop glistening dew, And let sweet sunbeams struggling through Oft witness to the Light; At darkest be it glorified And golden rimmed, since all behind The veil is radiance bright. May wanderers o'er Earth's torrid waste Beneath its shadow sit and taste Cool ease and sweet repose; Friends resting there more friendly wax; Stern enemies their frown relax, And rise no longer foes. Yet, Source of all things! life should be Upwafted ever, nearer Thee, As you calm cloud ascends: And if this brooding being kissed Earth once, too like a clinging mist, So nevermore it blends; So nevermore like a damp pall May it press down and darken all That underneath it pine; But rising as it speeds or drifts, True to the cradling wind that lifts, Grow more and more Divine. May charmed dreamers gaze above, And lovers learn a holier love From tinge, and glow, and ray: Let strange entrancing lights and hues Bring Heaven before the hearts that muse, The eyes that upward stray. Yet they who look shall look again Ere long, and feel the quest is vain: Absorbed in the Expanse Whence it appeared, my vanished life, Its melting free from storm and strife, God grant! shall mock their glance. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS |
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