HO! we are loose. Hear how they shout, And how their clamor dwindles out Beneath us to the merest hum Of earthly acclamation. Come, Lean with me here and look below -- Why, bless you, man! don't tremble so! There is no need of fear up here -- Not higher than the buzzard swings About upon the atmosphere With drowsy eyes and open wings! There, steady, now, and feast your eyes; -- See, we are tranced -- we do not rise; It is the earth that sinks from us: But when I first beheld it thus, And felt the breezes downward flow, And heard all noises fail and die, Until but silence and the sky Above, around me, and below, -- Why, like you now, I swooned almost, With mingled awe and fear and glee -- As giddy as an hour-old ghost That stares into eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DESCRIPTION OF SUCH A ONE AS HE WOULD LOVE by THOMAS WYATT COME UNTO ME by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO A CHILD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ECCLESIASTES by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE DAIRYMAIDS TO PAN by GORDON BOTTOMLEY MUSIC ON CHRISTMAS MORNING by ANNE BRONTE |