Hearken! -- now the hermit bee Drones a quiet threnody; Greening on the stagnant pool The criss-cross light slants silken-cool; In the venomed yew tree wings Preen and flit. The linnet sings. Gradually the brave sun Droops to a day's journey done; In the marshy flats abide Mists to muffle midnight-tide. Puffed within the belfry tower Hungry owls drowse out their hour. . . . Walk in beauty. Vaunt thy rose. Flaunt thy transient loveliness. Pace for pace with thee there goes A shape that hath not come to bless. I thine enemy?. . . Nay, nay. I can only watch and wait Patient treacherous time away, Hold ajar the wicket gate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY FATHER'S FACE by HAYDEN CARRUTH THURSDAY by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS A DEPOSITION FROM LOVE by THOMAS CAREW VERSES SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY ALEXANDER SELKIRK by WILLIAM COWPER INSCRIPTIONS: 4 by MARK AKENSIDE DOOMSDAY: TREASURES IN HEAVEN by WILLIAM ALEXANDER (1567-1640) |