Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A NIGHT FANCY, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE


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A NIGHT FANCY, by                    
First Line: This tide of night that surges slowly
Last Line: They are the grim old monks.
Subject(s): Clergy; Monasteries; Monks; Prayer; Priests; Rabbis; Ministers; Bishops; Abbeys


THIS tide of night that surges slowly
Over the orchard walls
Seems the return of glooms once holy
In the monastic halls.

This bell whose chimes are sweetly winging
Across the evening hour
Is as an old bell softly ringing
In the monastic tower.

And these dim forms that in the garden
Are night-cowled apple-trunks
Seem to be penitents praying pardon —
They are the grim old monks.





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