Paul Bewsher High Poems

  • 1.
    Now have I left the world and all its tears,
    And high above the sunny cloud-banks fly,
    Alone in all this vast and lonely sky -
    This limpid space in which the myriad spheres
  • 2.
    The rich, red blood
    Doth stain the fair, green grass, and daisies white
    In generous flood ...
    This sun-drowsed day for me is darkest night.
  • 3.
    I love the little daisies on the lawn
    Which contemplate with wide and placid eyes
    The blue and white enamel of the skies -
    The larks which sing their mattin-song at dawn,
  • 4.
    'Tis strange to leave this world of woods and hills,
    This world of little farms, and shady mills, -
    Of fields, and water-meadows fair,
    Upon some sad and shadowy day
  • 5.
    Around me broods the dim, mysterious Night,
    Star-lit and still.
    No whisper comes across the Plain,
    Asleep beneath the breezes light,
  • 6.
    Sometimes I fly at dawn above the sea,
    Where, underneath, the restless waters flow -
    Silver, and cold, and slow.
    Dim in the East there burns a new-born sun,
  • 7.
    When through the heat of some long afternoon
    In blazing August, on the grass I lie,
    And watch the white clouds move across the sky,
    On whose azure is faintly etched the moon,
Total 7 High Poems by Paul Bewsher

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