I dreamed a dream: I stood upon a height,
A mountain's utmost eminence of snow.
Beholding ashen plains outflung below
To a far sea-horizon, dim and white.
Beneath the spectral sun's expiring light
The world lay shrouded in a deathly glow;
Its last fear-laden voice, a wind, came low;
The distant sea lay hushed, as with affright.
I watched, until the pale and flickering sun,
In agony and fierce despair, flamed high,
And shadow-slain, went out upon the gloom.
Then Night, that war of gulf-born Titans won,
Impended for a breath on wings of doom,
And through the air fell like a falling sky.
The Last Night
Clark Ashton Smith
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Poem topics: breath, despair, dream, fear, light, night, sky, snow, war, wind, world, voice, white, shadow, horizon, mountain, high, beneath, fierce, sea, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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