THE Sunlight, the Sunlight, It cometh apace! It breaks through the dun light Of night-shadowed space! It comes with a glimmer, A sparkle and shimmer. The moon showeth dimmer, The planets give place! It bendeth, it rendeth Night's prisoning bars! Exultant out-sendeth Its voiceless hurrahs! O'er bulwarks and bowers It scatters bright showers, Like luminous flowers Grown out of the stars. O souls that lie sleeping In doubt and in n ght, Wake, wake from your weeping! Day comes, in despite Of cavil or grieving. Man's best of believing, Is but the receiving Of Heavenly Light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWENTY-FOUR HOKKU ON A MODERN THEME by AMY LOWELL SURFACES AND MASKS; 3 by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: IRMA LEESE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EUGENIA TODD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JONAS KEENE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |