DARK are the clouds that hide from longing eyes The hills that glowed this morning with delight, When the sun kindled height on shining height, Pouring his splendor through the eastern skies. From this dense gloom no Mounts of Vision rise, -- The day forgets the magic of the morn, -- Triumphant Darkness clothes itself with scorn, And all Hope's auguries Despair defies. Yet once again the sun shall gild the day, And once again the sun-kissed hills be glad, And the vexed Earth go on its ancient way With all the old exultant joy it had; And thou, faint heart, shall Darkness thee affright While He still reigns who said, "Let there be light"? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SENCE YOU WENT AWAY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON GRATIANA DANCING AND SINGING by RICHARD LOVELACE CAELI by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON ERE THE GOLDEN BOWL IS BROKEN by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH THE ROAD TO SLUMBERLAND by MARY DOW BRINE THE TWENTY-SECOND OF DECEMBER by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT A POETICAL VERSION OF A LETTER, FROM THE EARL OF ESSEX TO SOUTHAMPTON by JOHN BYROM |