When the departing, great sun stands And plants, on the last hill, his feet, He comes; likewise to morning lands, Or down a dim and crowded street. To-day I knew that ecstasy; A soaring light was all my blood, And, in me, voices, like the sea, Shouted and my heart understood. To-day He smote earth with the flame, That clothes His presence when He comes And earth grew vibrant with His name, Like hidden trumpets, answering drums. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN AFTER DAYS; RONDEAU by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON SONNET: SILENCE by THOMAS HOOD THE ARAB TO HIS FAVORITE STEED by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 21. REQUIEM by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE DAY OF JUDGEMENT by JONATHAN SWIFT |