Most merciful God Look kindly upon An impudent child Who wants sitting on. This evening late I went to the door And then to the gate There were more stars -- more Than I could have expected, Even I! I was amazed, Almighty, August! I was utterly dazed, Omnipotent! Just In a word I was floored, Good God of Hosts -- Lord! That at this time of day They should still blaze away, That thou hadst not rejected Or at least circumspected Their white silver beauty -- Was it spite? Was it duty? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 27 by OMAR KHAYYAM TO NIGHT by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY A HOUSE by JOHN COLLINGS SQUIRE AN HYMN TO THE EVENING by PHILLIS WHEATLEY ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 8. AMORET by MARK AKENSIDE LADY OF CASTLENORE; A.D. 1700 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE HOME-COMING by KATHARINE LEE BATES |