VERILY, verily that day shall come That rounds the sum of worldly destinies. Then shall the gold-browed empyrean rend His crammed repository. Flame, long-stored, In fury shall consume the face of the earth And the hung heavens; till, the whole being spent, Deep-hollowed ocean shall be seen no more, No more the earth, her last foundations fled, And no bird float upon the burning air. This done, who shattered all, shall all restore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE BEING AS MOMENT by HAYDEN CARRUTH SHADOW-CASTING by JAMES GALVIN THE LIFE SO SHORT by EAMON GRENNAN ECSTASY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LA RONDE DU DIABLE by AMY LOWELL |