STANDS the great king regarding as he stands The bright perfected labour of his hands: Then with no doubtful voice or trembling tone Calls to the Presence he has made his own: "All gold within and gilded This house that I have builded, It is ready for a king in his array: Behind the curtain's hiding The Highest is abiding; We have found Him, He is with us from to-day." But we grown wiser than the wise and made For all our wisdom all the more afraid,— Each man of each despairingly enquires For God whom with despairing he desires: "Have ye for all your duty Beheld Him in His beauty? Are there others who have known Him otherwhere? The days around us darken, He hears not nor will hearken, He is gone into the infinite of air." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OCTOROON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON OCTAVES: 12 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON MY SHADOW by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON MELANCHOLY by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS THE WORLD'S RECORD by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |