MILD arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair, with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting. Much mine eye Delights to linger on thee; for the day, Changeful and many-weathered, seemed to smile, Flashing brief splendour through its clouds awhile, Which deepened dark anon, and fell in rain: But pleasant it is now to pause, and view Thy various tints of frail and watery hue, And think the storm shall not return again. Such is the smile that piety bestows On the good man's pale cheek, when he, in peace, Departing gently from a world of woes, Anticipates the realm where sorrows cease. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE BELL by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES IN MAY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: THE LEGEND OF RABBI BEN LEVY by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LA BELLA BONA ROBA by RICHARD LOVELACE THE SEA by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE FLITCH OF BACON: MY OLD COMPLAINT (ITS CAUSE AND CURE) by WILLIAM HARRISON AINSWORTH |