WITHIN this silent palace of the Night, See how the moon, like some huge, phantom moth, Creeps slowly up across the azure cloth That hangs between the darkness and the light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CRADLE SONG (TO A TUNE OF BLAKE'S): 2 by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE CHRISTMAS CAROL by SARA TEASDALE STOKLEWATH; OR, THE CUMBRIAN VILLAGE by SUSANNA BLAMIRE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 43. FAREWELL TO JULIET (5) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT MAXIMS FOR THE OLD HOUSE: THE PORCH by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: THE LAST MESSAGE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON JUNE'S COMING by JOHN BURROUGHS |