VANTAGED snow on the gray pilasters Gleams to the sight so wan and ghostly; The wolfish shadows in the eerie places Sprawl in the mist-light. Sharp-fanged searches the frost, and shackles The sleeping water in broken cellars, And calm and fierce the witch-moon watches, Curious of evil. Flares from the horse-shoe of trenches beckon, Momently soaring and sinking, and often Peer through the naked fire-swept windows Mocking the fallen. Quiet, uneasily quiet -- the guns hushed, Scarcely a rifle-shot cracks through the salient, Only the Cloth Hall sentry's challenge To someone crunching through the frozen snows. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FAREWELL TO HIS WIFE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON STANZAS TO A LADY, WITH THE POEMS OF CAMOENS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ELEGY: 18. LOVES PROGRESS by JOHN DONNE THE WAVES OF BREFFNY by EVA GORE-BOOTH CHRISTMAS BELLS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW GREAT FRIEND by HENRY DAVID THOREAU SONNETS FROM SERIES RELATING TO EDGAR ALLEN POE: 1 by SARAH HELEN POWER WHITMAN |