WHEN a mounting skylark sings In the sunlit summer morn, I know that heaven is up on high, And on earth are fields of corn. But when a nightingale sings In the moonlit summer even, I know not if earth is merely earth, Only that heaven is heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLOWER OF BEAUTY by GEORGE DARLEY THE NAME OF JESUS by JOHN NEWTON THE SONG OF THE DIAL by PETER AIREY PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 89, 90. MU'HTI, MANI'H by EDWIN ARNOLD INVULNERABLE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET COOPERATION by SAMUEL VALENTINE COLE COLUMCILLE THE SCRIBE by COLUMCILLE OUT OF THE SHADOWS: AN UNFINISHED SONNET-SEQUENCE 18 by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. ON THE LAMENTED DEATH OF MY DEAR UNCLE, MR. RADCLIFF STANHOPE by CHARLES COTTON |