The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go - The crocus - till she rises - The vassal of the snow - The lips at Hallelujah Long years of practise bore - Till bye and bye, these Bargemen Walked - singing - on the shore Pearls are the Diver's farthings Extorted form the sea - Pinions - the Seraph's wagon - Pedestrian once - as we - Night is the morning's canvas - Larceny - legacy - Death - but our rapt attention To immortality. My figures fail to tell me How far the village lies - Whose peasants are the angels - Whose cantons dot the skies - My Classics vail their faces - My faith that Dark adores - Which from it's solemn abbeys - Such resurrection pours! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN JANUARY by GORDON BOTTOMLEY MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS by ROBERT BURNS THE IMMORTAL MIND by GEORGE GORDON BYRON HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 5 by EZRA POUND A SWEET NOSEGAY: AUTHOR MAKETH HER WILL & TESTAMENT: A COMMUNICATION . by ISABELLA WHITNEY THE FORSAKEN by C. HAMILTON AIDE |