Nature
The scarlet arch of evening fills
From Song-Waves (1900)
The scarlet arch of evening fills
Heights o'er the vapor-laden hills
With brilliant samite robes that flutter
Something beneath that my spirit thrills.
O Infinite, and Whom I bless!
Glow of embodied perfectness!
O Sea of supersensuous Being,
Whose tides the unutterable express!
(This, this it was that Plato saw
On back of Heaven!)--Let self withdraw
From this o'ermastering light and splendor,
These rolling waves of a trembling awe!
Codex Note
From the sequence Song-Waves (1900)
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MLA
Rand, Theodore Harding. “The scarlet arch of evening fills.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rand_th/127/.
Chicago
Rand, Theodore Harding. “The scarlet arch of evening fills.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/rand_th/127/.
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