THE blast has swept the clouds away, The gloom, the mist, the rain; Serene and blue is all the sky Save for a white cloud floating high, A lone, celestial argosy That dares the azure main; And, light as wafts of Eden blow, The zephyrs wander to and fro. What do I care that yester-night The wind was loud and chill? Now earth is lapt in sunny calm; The woods, the fields, exhale their balm; And breeze and brook and bird a psalm Sing sweet, by vale and hill; — What do I care that skies were cold? To-day all heaven is flushed with gold. O when the blast of death has blown The clouds of time away, So may the shadows of our years — The gloom of doubts and griefs and fears And dark regrets and bitter tears — Fade in God's perfect day! And seem as slight and brief and vain As yester-evening's mist and rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO A NEGRO IN HARLEM by HELENE JOHNSON RAIN IN SUMMER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LITTLE JERRY, THE MILLER by JOHN GODFREY SAXE THE MISTRESS; A SONG by JOHN WILMOT THOREAU'S FLUTE by LOUISA MAY ALCOTT SLOW TO COME, QUICK A-GONE by WILLIAM BARNES PSALM 58 (VERSION 1) by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |