Day had awakened all things that be, The lark, and the thrush, and the swallow free, And the milkmaid's song, and the mower's scythe, And the matin bell and the mountain bee: Fireflies were quenched on the dewy corn, Glowworms went out, on the river's brim, Like lamps which a student forgets to trim: The beetle forgot to wind his horn, The crickets were still in the meadow and hill: Like a flock of rooks at a farmer's gun, Night's dreams and terrors, every one, Fled from the brains which are its prey, From the lamp's death to the morning ray. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEAVEN-HAVEN; A NUN TAKES THE VEIL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS MARIPOSA by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE LAST SUPPER by RAINER MARIA RILKE AGAMEMNON: THE SACRIFICE OF IPHIGENIA. CHORUS by AESCHYLUS THE ART OF PRESERVING HEALTH: BOOK 2. ADVICE TO THE STOUT by JOHN ARMSTRONG WERE IT ONLY NOW by A. W. BELL TO MR. BLEECKER, ON HIS PASSAGE TO NEW YORK by ANN ELIZA BLEECKER TO THE MEMORY OF A FRIEND WHO DIED ON SABBATH MORNING by ELIZABETH BOGART |