Some for the sadness and sweetness of far evening bells, Seeming to call a tryst, Yet, for my choice, all the comfort and kindness that wells From lights through the mist. In the dim dusk so unreal that it seems like a dream Hard for the heart to resist, Mellowing the pain of the close-drawing darkness, they stream, Lights through the mist. Blurred to new beauty, the blues and the browns and the grays Shimmer with soft amethyst; Then God's own glory of gold as it shines through the haze, Lights through the mist! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: ANTON SOSNOWSKI by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE SWORD AND THE SICKLE by WILLIAM BLAKE TO THE EVENING STAR by WILLIAM BLAKE GRIEF by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE COURTSHIP OF THE YONGHY-BONGHY-BO by EDWARD LEAR LYRICS AND EPICS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE LAY OF ST. NICHOLAS by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |