WHY does this sudden passion smite me? I stretch my hands, all blind to see: I need the lamp of the world to light me, Lead me and set me free. Something a moment seemed to stoop from The night with cool, cool breath on my face: Or did the hair of the twilight droop from Its silent wandering ways? About me in the thick wood netted The wizard glow looks human-wise; And over the tree-tops barred and fretted Ponders with strange old eyes. The tremulous lips of air blow by me And hymn their time-old melody: Its secret strain comes nigh and nigh me: "Ah, brother, come with me; "For here the ancient mother lingers To dip her hands in the diamond dew, And lave thine ache with cloud-cool fingers Till sorrow die from you." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES by CHARLES LAMB LINCOLN by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY THE HAYSTACK IN THE FLOODS by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) DRINKING SONG (5) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 20. 'SONG IS NOT DEAD' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE SUNFISH LAKE ROAD by BEATRICE MARY BILLING |