Hail, gentle spirits, who with magic wing, Chase the dark clouds of sullen night away, And from her murky cave my freed soul bring, To revel in the radiant beams of day. What are you, say? or earthly, or divine? Who thus can cheer the pause of dull repose; With chemic art the dross of sleep refine, And beauteous scenes to @3curtained@1 eyes disclose? What are you! who subduing time and space, To bless these moments can my Love restore? I hear his voice, behold his form, his face, And grateful own your power can give no more. Hail, gentle spirits! to whose guardian care, I owe such bliss, yet know not what you are! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG:SO WHY DOES THIS DEAD CARNATION by HAYDEN CARRUTH INDEPENDENCE DAY, 1956, A FAIRY TALE by JAMES GALVIN MATE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PERSPECTIVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE MAN WITH THE WOODEN LEG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |