THE broadening of the light is like a strain Of mellow music from a golden horn Set to the huntsman's lips, who now is fain To play @3hunt's up,@1 and wake the drowsy morn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAUGHTERS OF JEPHTHA by LOUIS UNTERMEYER A THOUGHT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE RIVER DUDDON: SONNET 34. AFTER-THOUGHT by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE LIP AND THE HEART by JOHN QUINCY ADAMS LILIES: 26. THE PSYCHE-SERVICE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SONGS OF NIGHT TO MORNING: 4 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) TWELVE SONNETS: 12. AFTER BATTLE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 66. THE THREE AGES OF WOMAN: 1 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |