CHILD of the sun! pursue thy rapturous flight, Mingling with her thou lov'st in fields of light; And, where the flowers of Paradise unfold, Quaff fragrant nectar from their cups of gold. There shall thy wings, rich as an evening-sky, Expand and shut with silent ecstasy! -- Yet wert thou once a worm, a thing that crept On the bare earth, then wrought a tomb and slept. And such is man; soon from his cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLY by BARNABY (BARNABE) GOOGE THE MAD MAID'S SONG by ROBERT HERRICK PICTURES FROM APPLEDORE: 1 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL VANITAS VANITATUM, FR. THE DEVIL'S CASE LAW by JOHN WEBSTER THE JEW'S GIFT; A.D. 1200 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE PILGRIM by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |