SOLDIER drop that golden spear! Wait till the fires arise! Wait till the sky drops down and touches the spear, Crystal and mother-of-pearl! The sunlight droops forward Like wings. The birds sing songs of sun-drops. The sky leans down where the spear stands upward. . . I hear music . . . It is the end . . . | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LONDON, 1802 (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH DANAIDES: THE MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND EARTH by AESCHYLUS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 41. YA HASIB by EDWIN ARNOLD SKYFARER by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD UNREASONABLE REASON by JOSEPH BEAUMONT ROSETTE by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER JUDGES: SONG OF DEBORAH; FRAGMENTS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |