This is the end of town I love the best. O, lovely the hour of light from the burning west Of light that lingers and fades in the shadowy square Where the solemn fountain lifts a shaft in the air To catch the skyey colours, and fling them down In a wild-wood torrent that drowns the noise of the town. And lovely the hour of the still and dreamy night When, lifted against the blue, stands the arch of white With one clear planet above; and the sickle moon, In curve reversed from the arch's marble round, Silvers the sapphire sky. Now soon, ah, soon, Shall the city square be turned to holy ground, Through the light of the moon and the stars and the glowing flower, The Cross of Light,that looms from the sacred tower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RAHEL TO VARNHAGEN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE FLATTERERS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS HYMN TO SCIENCE by MARK AKENSIDE AN ELECTIVE COURSE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH LYRICS AND EPICS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH RAISING THE DEVIL; A LEGEND OF CORNELIUS AGRIPPA by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |