THE varied earth, the moving heaven, The rapid waste of roving sea, The fountain-pregnant mountains riven To shapes of wildest anarchy, By secret fire and midnight storms That wander round their windy cones, The subtle life, the countless forms Of living things, the wondrous tones Of man and beast are full of strange Astonishment and boundless change. The day, the diamonded night, The echo, feeble child of sound, The heavy thunder's griding might, The herald lightning's starry bound, The vocal spring of bursting bloom, The naked summer's glowing birth, The troublous autumn's sallow gloom, The hoarhead winter paving earth With sheeny white, are full of strange Astonishment and boundless change. Each sun which from the centre flings Grand music and redundant fire, The burning belts, the mighty rings, The murm'rous planets' rolling choir, The globe-filled arch that, cleaving air, Lost in its own effulgence sleeps, The lawless comets as they glare, And thunder through the sapphire deeps In wayward strength, are full of strange Astonishment and boundless change. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A SOLITARY DISCIPLE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: SETH COMPTON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DESERT WIND by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LOVE'S POWER by WINIFRED LANGWORTHY BROWN AN ADMONITION AGAINST SWEARING, ADDRESSED TO AN OFFICER IN THE ARMY by JOHN BYROM |