O WHITE and midnight sky! O starry bath! Wash me in thy pure, heavenly, crystal flood; Cleanse me, ye stars, from earthly soil and scath; Let not one taint remain in spirit or blood! Receive my soul, ye burning, awful deeps; Touch and baptize me with the mighty power That in ye thrills, while the dark planet sleeps; Make me all yours for one blest, secret hour! O glittering host! O high angelic choir! Silence each tone that with thy music jars; Fill me even as an urn with thy white fire Till all I am is kindred to the stars! Make me thy child, thou infinite, holy night -- So shall my days be full of heavenly light! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: FOURTH SONG by PHILIP SIDNEY THE LATTICE AT SUNRISE by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER THE CLOUDS: SOCRATES' EXPERIMENTS by ARISTOPHANES TO CHILDREN: 5. DAME HOLIDAY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET L'OISEAU BLEU (AFTER CHARLES CONDER) by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A MEMORY by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |