Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HE COMETH LATE, by ANONYMOUS First Line: The strings of camels come in single file Last Line: For the messenger of god who cometh late Subject(s): God | ||||||||
The strings of camels come in single file, Bearing their burdens o'er the desert sands. Swiftly the boats go plying on the Nile The needs of men are met on every hand, But still I wait For the messenger of God who cometh late. I see a cloud of dust rise on the plain. The measured tread of troops falls on my ear. The soldier comes, the empire to maintain, Bringing the pomp of war, the reign of fear. But still I wait For the messenger of God who cometh late. They set me watching o'er the desert drear, Where dwells the darkness, as the deepest night; From many a mosque there comes the call to prayer I hear no voice that calls on God for light. But still I wait For the messenger of God who cometh late. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN IS STRIPPED by DAVID IGNATOW AS CLOSE AS BREATHING by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 1 by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN BIRTH-DUES by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE SILENT SHEPHERDS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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