A SUNSET silence holds the patient land; Against the sun the stolid cattle stand; Framed hazy, in the gold that slips Between the sails of lazy ships, And floods with level, yellow light The broad, green meadow grasses bright. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLUET by W. I. LINCOLN ADAMS TIMID THINGS by JOHN HAMPTON ATKINSON THIRD YPRES by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE CROSS TRIUMPHANT by HARRY HOWE BOGERT HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 2 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH SUBSTITUTE FOR AN EPITAPH by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |