One little noise of life remained - I heard The train pause in the distance, then rush by, Brawling and hushing, like some busy fly That murmurs and then settles; nothing stirred Beside. The shadow of our travelling earth Hung on the silver moon, which mutely went Through that grand process, without token sent, Or any sign to call a gazer forth, Had I not chanced to see; dumb was the vault Of heaven, and dumb the fields - no zephyr swept The forest walks, or through the coppice crept; Nor other sound the stillness did assault, Save that faint-brawling railway's move and halt; So perfect was the silence Nature kept. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOCKLESS DOOR by ROBERT FROST ANIMAL CRACKERS by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY LOFT AT NIGHT by VIRGINIA ABEL THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER'S COMPLAINT by MARY (CUMBERLAND) ALCOCK THE EVERLASTING GOD by EDWARD HENRY BICKERSTETH A PSALM by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN BODY AND SOUL: A METAPHYSICAL ARGUMENT by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LINES; TO ONE WHO WISHED TO READ A POEM I HAD WRITTEN by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA |