IN the darkness, who would answer for the color of a rose, Or the vestments of the May moth and the pilgrimage it goes? In the darkness who would answer, in the darkness who would care, If the odor of the roses and the winged things were there. In the darkness who would cavil o'er the question of a line, Since the darkness holds all loveliness, beyond the mere design. Oh night, thy soothing prophecies companion all our ways, Until releasing hands let fall the catalogue of days. In the darkness, who would answer for the color of a rose, Or the vestments of the May moth and the pilgrimage it goes? In the darkness who would answer, in the darkness who would care, If the odor of the roses and the better things were there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONGS OUT OF SORROW: REFUGE by SARA TEASDALE SONNET UPON HISTORIE OF GEORGE CASTRIOT, ALIAS SCANDERBERG by EDMUND SPENSER CITY OF ORGIES by WALT WHITMAN FOR A CHILD: 1. WALKING SONG by CHARLES WILLIAMS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 83. YA MALIK by EDWIN ARNOLD PENT by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 11 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |