ALL day in exquisite air The song clomb an invisible stair, Flight on flight, story on story, Into the dazzling glory. There was no bird, only a singing, Up in the glory, climbing and winging, Like a small golden cloud at even, Trembling 'twixt earth and heaven. I saw no staircase, winding, winding, Up in the dazzle, sapphire and blinding, Yet round by round, in exquisite air, The song went up the stair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPISTLE TO MRS. BLOUNT, WITH THE WORKS OF VOITURE by ALEXANDER POPE THE LORD SPEAKS by KARLE WILSON BAKER SONNET: 5 by RICHARD BARNFIELD PENT by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON TO A YOUNG FRIEND LEARNING TO PLAY THE FLUTE by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD THE WARMTH OF MEMORY by BERTON BRALEY TO MR. JOHN KENNEDY by ROBERT BURNS |