Angels, as well as birds, on silent wing Proceeding through the upper, open air, Under the full intense celestial glare, Perceive the true form of each earthly thing; Birdlike the eye they deftly, subtly fling Into the distance. Steadily they stare Unhindered by the circumambient glare,— Angels as well as birds can sweetly sing. They too are known to hover above a nest Wherein the swathéd soul of man doth lie Soft-hidden deep in matter as in wool, And theirs, too, the prerogative of rest,— To soothe at times in manner wonderful, With kind and piercing glance of soul and eye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LA RONDE DU DIABLE by AMY LOWELL MONADNOCK IN EARLY SPRING by AMY LOWELL TO GOD THE FATHER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD WHEN I WAS A BIRD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD CHILD OF MY HEART by EDWIN MARKHAM ON AN UNFINISHED STATUE BY MICHAEL ANGELO by GEORGE SANTAYANA |