Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MAY SKY, by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O sky! O lucid sky of may! Last Line: That melts far up its quivering azure! Subject(s): Sky | ||||||||
O SKY! O lucid sky of May! O'er which the fleecy clouds have stolen, In bands snow-white, and glimmering-gray, Or heart-steeped in a lustre golden. O sky! that tak'st a thousand moods, Enshadowed now, and now out-beaming, Swept by low winds like interludes Of music 'twixt soft spells of dreaming, Type of the poet's soul thou art In spring-time of his teeming fancies, When heavenly glamours brim his heart, And heavenly glory lights his glances; As morning's dubious vapors form In wavering lines and circlets tender, Pure as an infant's brow, or warm With tintings of a primrose splendor; Thus o'er the poet's soul his thought Pale first as mist-wreaths scarce created, With fire-keen breaths of ardor fraught, From radiance born, to beauty mated, Takes shape like yonder cloud outspanned Above the murmurous woodland spaces, Whose brightening rifts, methinks, are grand With mystic lights and marvellous faces; Or, merges in some fancy vain, Yet rare beyond the worldling's measure; Some delicate cloudlet of the brain That melts far up its quivering azure! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SMALL SELF AND THE LIBERAL SELF by JAMES GALVIN BUILDING A PAINTING A HOME by BOB HICOK HEAD SKY CONVOY PATTERN; I.M. FRANCO BELTRAMETTI by ANSELM HOLLO AUTUMN RAIN by KENNETH REXROTH A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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