CURIOUS eyes of those blue skyey spaces, Tell me how long shall your glimmer inspire me? Long shall I feel, that in night's holy places Nothing is nobler or fairer to fire me. Quenched in some era forgotten, you may be Nothing at all, though you still flame afar there; -- This dead man's songs to you flying, shall they be The ghost of a sign to the ghost of a star there? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WATERS OF BABYLON by LOUIS UNTERMEYER DEAD COW FARM by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES SONNET: TO DANTE by GUIDO CAVALCANTI AT LULWORTH COVE A CENTURY BACK by THOMAS HARDY SUPER FLUMINA BABYLONIS by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE ELIJAH AND THE PRIESTS OF BAAL: IN A TIME OF FAMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |