Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MORNING, by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Now rosy morning clad in light Last Line: "see, I am mounting to the skies." Alternate Author Name(s): Browne, Felicia Dorothea Subject(s): Morning | ||||||||
NOW rosy morning clad in light, Dispels the darkling clouds of night, The sun in gold and purple drest, Illumines all adown the east; The sky-lark flies on soaring wings, And as he mounts to heaven, thus sings: "Arise, ye slothful mortals, rise! See me ascending to the skies: Ye never taste the joys of dawn, Ye never roam the dewy lawn, Ye see not Phoebus rising now, Tinging with gold the mountain's brow; Ye ne'er remark the smiling land, Nor see the early flowers expand. Then rise ye slothful mortal, rise, See, I am mounting to the skies." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MORNING SONG by KARLE WILSON BAKER THE WHARF ON THAMES-SIDE: WINTER DAWN by LAURENCE BINYON POEM BEFORE BREAKFAST by TED KOOSER I'VE BEEN ASLEEP by PHILIP LEVINE SPRNG DAY: BREAKFAST TABLE by AMY LOWELL THE WAYSIDE STATION by EDWIN MUIR A DIRGE (1) by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS |
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