Day

by WALTER DE LA MARE
WHEREFORE, then, up I went full soon
And gazed upon the stars and moon-
The soundless mansion of the night
Filled with a still and silent light.
And gazed upon the stars and moon-
The soundless mansion of the night
Filled with a still and silent light.
And lo, night, stars and moon swept by,
And the great sun streamed up the sky,
Filling the air as with a sea
Of fiery-hued serenity.
And the great sun streamed up the sky,
Filling the air as with a sea
Of fiery-hued serenity.
Then turned I in, and cried, O soul,
Thank God thine eyes are clear and whole;
Thank God who hath with viewless heaven
Drenched this gross globe, the earth; and given,
In Time’s small space, a heart that may
Hold in its span all night, all day!
Thank God thine eyes are clear and whole;
Thank God who hath with viewless heaven
Drenched this gross globe, the earth; and given,
In Time’s small space, a heart that may
Hold in its span all night, all day!