HAUNTED EARTH
Heavenat lastIs bared, and the whole world one radiantroom—Black are the shadows, in great pools of gloomBy copse and thicket cast.The cattle browseWith sound of gentle breathing, and their breathIs mild in glimmering meadows, or beneathDrooped branches, where they drowse;While ’mongst the chillShadows, and cold, clear moonlight all about,A single bat goes dipping in and outSoftly; and all is still.Silencearound—Save for a cricket! Lapped in slumb’rous peaceLie hill and meadowland, the shining seasLap on them without sound.It is earth’s cryLifted in adoration: the old dream,Beauty, is with her, and her hour supremeThat goes so swiftly by.Too well she knowsThe sweet Illusion, from no earthly shoreVisitant, the bright word that evermoreTroubles her dark repose.Her heart liesbare—Drunken, drunken, she lifts a dreamy breast;Hour by hour, in rapture and unrestFlows the unending prayer.The path of nightReaches, from rim to rim, a radiant roadWhereon the exalted Beauty walks abroadIn wonder and wild light.Upon what eyes,Lifted in homesickness, now falls againThe loveliness that haunts the world withpain—Light out of Paradise!
Heavenat lastIs bared, and the whole world one radiantroom—Black are the shadows, in great pools of gloomBy copse and thicket cast.The cattle browseWith sound of gentle breathing, and their breathIs mild in glimmering meadows, or beneathDrooped branches, where they drowse;While ’mongst the chillShadows, and cold, clear moonlight all about,A single bat goes dipping in and outSoftly; and all is still.Silencearound—Save for a cricket! Lapped in slumb’rous peaceLie hill and meadowland, the shining seasLap on them without sound.It is earth’s cryLifted in adoration: the old dream,Beauty, is with her, and her hour supremeThat goes so swiftly by.Too well she knowsThe sweet Illusion, from no earthly shoreVisitant, the bright word that evermoreTroubles her dark repose.Her heart liesbare—Drunken, drunken, she lifts a dreamy breast;Hour by hour, in rapture and unrestFlows the unending prayer.The path of nightReaches, from rim to rim, a radiant roadWhereon the exalted Beauty walks abroadIn wonder and wild light.Upon what eyes,Lifted in homesickness, now falls againThe loveliness that haunts the world withpain—Light out of Paradise!
Heavenat lastIs bared, and the whole world one radiantroom—Black are the shadows, in great pools of gloomBy copse and thicket cast.
Heavenat last
Is bared, and the whole world one radiantroom—
Black are the shadows, in great pools of gloom
By copse and thicket cast.
The cattle browseWith sound of gentle breathing, and their breathIs mild in glimmering meadows, or beneathDrooped branches, where they drowse;
The cattle browse
With sound of gentle breathing, and their breath
Is mild in glimmering meadows, or beneath
Drooped branches, where they drowse;
While ’mongst the chillShadows, and cold, clear moonlight all about,A single bat goes dipping in and outSoftly; and all is still.
While ’mongst the chill
Shadows, and cold, clear moonlight all about,
A single bat goes dipping in and out
Softly; and all is still.
Silencearound—Save for a cricket! Lapped in slumb’rous peaceLie hill and meadowland, the shining seasLap on them without sound.
Silencearound—
Save for a cricket! Lapped in slumb’rous peace
Lie hill and meadowland, the shining seas
Lap on them without sound.
It is earth’s cryLifted in adoration: the old dream,Beauty, is with her, and her hour supremeThat goes so swiftly by.
It is earth’s cry
Lifted in adoration: the old dream,
Beauty, is with her, and her hour supreme
That goes so swiftly by.
Too well she knowsThe sweet Illusion, from no earthly shoreVisitant, the bright word that evermoreTroubles her dark repose.
Too well she knows
The sweet Illusion, from no earthly shore
Visitant, the bright word that evermore
Troubles her dark repose.
Her heart liesbare—Drunken, drunken, she lifts a dreamy breast;Hour by hour, in rapture and unrestFlows the unending prayer.
Her heart liesbare—
Drunken, drunken, she lifts a dreamy breast;
Hour by hour, in rapture and unrest
Flows the unending prayer.
The path of nightReaches, from rim to rim, a radiant roadWhereon the exalted Beauty walks abroadIn wonder and wild light.
The path of night
Reaches, from rim to rim, a radiant road
Whereon the exalted Beauty walks abroad
In wonder and wild light.
Upon what eyes,Lifted in homesickness, now falls againThe loveliness that haunts the world withpain—Light out of Paradise!
Upon what eyes,
Lifted in homesickness, now falls again
The loveliness that haunts the world withpain—
Light out of Paradise!