AH, wonder! So fair a heaven, So fair a heaven And no star shining, Ay me, and no star shining, 'Tis past my divining. Yet stay! May not perchance this be some rising morn, Which in the scorn Of our world's light discloses This air of violets, that sky of roses? 'Tis so. An oriental sphere Doth open and appear, Ascending bright. Then since thy hymn I chant, Mayst thou new pleasures grant, Admired light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARRIAGE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE IDEA: TO THE READER OF THESE SONNETS, INTRODUCTION by MICHAEL DRAYTON ON EXPLORATION by JAMES GALVIN GOD'S ACRE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW JUGGLING JERRY by GEORGE MEREDITH |