I see black dragons mount the sky , I see earth yawn beneath my feet- I feel within the asp, the worm That will not sleep and cannot die, Fair though may show the winding sheet! I hear all night, as through a storm, Hoarse voices calling, calling My name upon the wind- All omens, monstrous and appalling, Affright my guilty mind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THAT VAGRANT MISTRAL VEXING THE SUN: A FAR CRY by DARA WIER TO THE VIRGINIAN VOYAGE [1611] by MICHAEL DRAYTON AT CANDLE-LIGHTIN' TIME by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 1 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 39 by PHILIP SIDNEY |