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Poems About Wonder

Table of Contents

  1. The Heart of Night by Bliss Carman
  2. A Well by Emily Dickinson
  3. Love's Translator by Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
  4. The Balloon by Emily Dickinson

  1. The Heart of Night

    by Bliss Carman

    When all the stars are sown
    Across the night-blue space,
    With the immense unknown,
    In silence face to face.

    We stand in speechless awe
    While Beauty marches by,
    And wonder at the Law
    Which wears such majesty.

    How small a thing is man
    In all that world-sown vast,
    That he should hope or plan
    Or dream his dream could last!

    O doubter of the light,
    Confused by fear and wrong,
    Lean on the heart of night
    And let love make thee strong!

    The Good that is the True
    Is clothed with Beauty still.
    Lo, in their tent of blue,
    The stars above the hill!

  2. A Well

    by Emily Dickinson

    What mystery pervades a well!
    The water lives so far,
    Like neighbor from another world
    Residing in a jar.

    The grass does not appear afraid;
    I often wonder he
    Can stand so close and look so bold
    At what is dread to me.

    Related somehow they may be, —
    The sedge stands next the sea,
    Where he is floorless, yet of fear
    No evidence gives he.

    But nature is a stranger yet;
    The ones that cite her most
    Have never passed her haunted house,
    Nor simplified her ghost.

    To pity those that know her not
    Is helped by the regret
    That those who know her, know her less
    The nearer her they get.

  3. Love's Translator

    by Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts

    When the white moon divides the mist,
    My longing eyes believe
    'T is the white arm my lips have kissed
    Flashing from thy sleeve.

    And when the tall white lily sways
    Upon her queenly stalk,
    Thy white form fills my dreaming gaze
    Down the garden walk.

    When, rich with rose, a wandering air
    Breathes up the leafy place,
    It seems to me thy perfumed hair
    Blown across my face.

    And when the thrush's golden note
    Across the gloom is heard,
    I think 't is thy impassioned throat
    Uttering one sweet word.

    And when the scarlet poppy-bud
    Breaks, breathing of the south,
    A sudden warmth awakes my blood
    Thinking of thy mouth.

    And when that dove's wing dips in flight
    Above the dreaming land,
    I see some dear, remembered, white
    Gesture of thy hand.

    Wonder and love upon me wait
    In service fair, when I
    Into thy sweetness thus translate
    Earth and air and sky.

  4. The Balloon

    by Emily Dickinson

    You've seen balloons set, haven't you?
    So stately they ascend
    It is as swans discarded you
    For duties diamond.

    Their liquid feet go softly out
    Upon a sea of blond;
    They spurn the air as 't were too mean
    For creatures so renowned.

    Their ribbons just beyond the eye,
    They struggle some for breath,
    And yet the crowd applauds below;
    They would not encore death.

    The gilded creature strains and spins,
    Trips frantic in a tree,
    Tears open her imperial veins
    And tumbles in the sea.

    The crowd retire with an oath
    The dust in streets goes down,
    And clerks in counting-rooms observe,
    ''T was only a balloon.'

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