AS many stars as are aglow Deep in the hollows of the night As many as the flowers that blow Beneath the kindling light; As many as the birds that fly Unpiloted across the deep; As many as the clouds on high, And all the drops they weep; As many as the leaves that fall In autumn, on the withering lea, When wind to thundering wind doth call, And sea calls unto sea; As many as the multitude Of quiet graves, where mutely bide The wicked people and the good, Laid softly side by side; -- So many thoughts, so many tears, Such hosts of prayers, are sent on high, Seeking, through all Man's perished years, A love that will not die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEGY: THE LITTLE GHOST WHO DIED FOR LOVE; FOR ALLANAH HARPER by EDITH SITWELL LOVELY CHANCE by SARA TEASDALE A SUNRISE SONG by SIDNEY LANIER AUSPEX by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL OUR STATE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 3. TO THE CUCKOO by MARK AKENSIDE |