THE sombre wings of the tempest, In fetterless force unfurled, Buffet the face of beauty, And scar the grace of the world; But they fade at length with the darkness, And softly from sky to sod Peace falls like the dew of Eden, From the opened palm of God! Earthquake, the angered Titan, A continent cleaves apart; Yet soon the glamour of quiet heals Earth's smitten and tortured heart. And soon o'er the ruin of cities The sun-bright virginal grass Courtesies and curves into dimples, At the kiss of the winds that pass. One lesson all nature teaches, As balm to the troubled breast, That after the turmoil of passion There cometh a time of rest. For the anguish of life wanes downward Like fire unfanned by a breath; And deep is the ashen stillness On the hearthstone cold of death! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE SAY NO MORE OF ME by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD ONE PRAYER by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AN ELEGY ON THE UNTIMELY DEATH OF THOMAS AYLEWORTH, SLAIN AT CROYDON by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) THE STREET OF THE MANY LITTLE LOVERS by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT |