'Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the brighter, cold moon, 'Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the Heavens, Her beam on the waves. I gaz'd awhile On her cold smile; Too cold -- too cold for me -- There pass'd, as a shroud, A fleecy cloud, And I turn'd away to thee, Proud Evening Star, In thy glory afar, And dearer thy beam shall be; For joy to my heart Is the proud part Thou bearest in Heav'n at night, And more I admire Thy distant fire, Than that colder, lowly light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S WAY by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR FOOTLIGHT MOTIFS: 3. GABY DESLYS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 42. AL-JAMIL by EDWIN ARNOLD PSALM 148 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE WATER MOMENT by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |