One winter eve, at twilight, when the sound
Of sorrowful winds scarce troubled Nature’s rest,
As she lay sleeping, with her hair unbound,
Holding her grey robe to her shivering breast,
I enter’d through a low-arch’d oaken door,
Circled with curious sculpture; and I crept
With slow, hush’d footsteps, o’er the shadow’d floor,
Where organ notes in sudden silence slept;
Far down the aisle, where darkness seem’d to brood
With such wide-spreading wings, and where the sigh
Of murmur’d prayer scarce came,-until I stood
In the deep stillness of the Baptistry.
There, in the dim side-chapel, no bright glow
From jewelled windows on the wall was shed;
No sunbeams rested on the font below,
Or kiss’d those mighty arches overhead.
Soft lines and curves went upward, and were lost
In solemn shadow and in dreamy space;
Only the level floor was faintly crost
With glimmering brightness from the holy place.
And, as I listen’d, I heard music sweet
Trembling and swelling through the soundless air,
Threading dark aisles, as if an angel’s feet
Were bidden bring God’s message to me there.
Ah! and the echo of those anthem notes
Wanders and whispers in my heart for aye:
In all my life the mystic language floats,
Fitful and faint, as in my ears that day.
One whom we knew had enter’d into rest-
Calm on the pillow lay his hoary head;
And through that music spoke, in accents blest,
Our holy Mother’s voice, hallowing the dead,
Telling of perfect peace, of labours done,
Of long years’ sorrow turned to joy at last-
The quiet sleep, when battles all are won-
The hush of evening when the day is past.
I look’d upon the font, and mused of all
Its wondrous meaning, till my thoughts grew dim
And vast and shadowy as those columns tall;-
Morning of life for me-death’s night for him!
How fancy tried to span that awful space
Between the two-between the here and there!
To bridge the nave-up to that blessed Place
Where light and song stream’d on the chancel-stair!
Dim recollections drifted through my brain-
Echoing footfalls of past childish years,
When the baptismal robe had less of stain,
E’en though unwash’d by penitential tears.
I saw the gloomy shadows o’er my head,
And sigh’d to think how I had suffer’d loss;
I saw the soft light, and was comforted,-
I knew it shone straight from the chancel-cross.
A few more steps, and then I stood below
The towering minster coronet again;
Down on my face that pure and gentle glow
Fell, like a pitying kiss in time of pain.
Down to my feet it stream’d; a passage dim,
With hosts of phantom-shapes on either side,
It drifted through;-as songs of seraphim
Drift through our mourning hearts at Easter-tide.
Looking up then, I seem’d to see my life,-
A long, dim vista, where the rays descend-
Where light and darkness wage continual strife;
But only light-the full light-at the end.
A few random poems:
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот какое обещание молодой солдат дает… (Главполитпросвет №376)
- Bliss Of Eternity by Vaishnavi Prakash
- The Battle of an National Icon by Norma Martiri
- Robert Burns: On Seeing Mrs. Kemble In Yarico:
- Из головы у меня не выходишь
- Ashore
- The Widow at Windsor by Rudyard Kipling
- black_morning_lovesong.html
- Иван Бунин – Алёнушка
- sealed_appropriate.html
- Федор Сологуб – Светлый дом мой всё выше
- A Japanese Wood-Carving poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- It’s the Wrong Address by peggy boone
- Why I Voted the Socialist Ticket by Vachel Lindsay
- Владимир Маяковский – Для Донбасса формируется поезд с подарками (РОСТА №938)
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Groupie poem – Ysabelle Moriarty poems | Poetry Monster
- Glacier poem – Yuyutsu Sharma poems | Poetry Monster
- Ghouls parade poem – Brako Attafua poems | Poetry Monster
- Ghouls’ Parade poem – Brako Attafua poems | Poetry Monster
- Gazel poem – Yahya Kemal Beyatli poems | Poetry Monster
- Fantasy poem – Ysabelle Moriarty poems | Poetry Monster
- Drying Clothes poem – Yang Wan-Li poems | Poetry Monster
- Destiny poem – Zubair Ahmad Parray poems | Poetry Monster
- Bloodstains from Iraq poem – Yuyutsu Sharma poems | Poetry Monster
- Autumn poem – Ysabelle Moriarty poems | Poetry Monster
- Adieu poem – Yuvraj Johri poems | Poetry Monster
- About Troy poem – Zbigniew Herbert poems | Poetry Monster
- A Faery’s Lament poem – Ysabelle Moriarty poems | Poetry Monster
- A Visit to Yu’s Cave poem – Yang Wan-Li poems | Poetry Monster
- A Knocker poem – Zbigniew Herbert poems | Poetry Monster
- A Ballad That We Do Not Perish poem – Zbigniew Herbert poems | Poetry Monster
- One Night, The Fukien Robbers poem – Yang Wan-Li poems | Poetry Monster
- O My Lord, Your Dwelling Places Are Lovely poem – Yehudah ha-Levi poems | Poetry Monster
- Not Speaking Of The Way poem – Yosano Akiko poems | Poetry Monster
- My Sweet Lad You Have Not Been Lost poem – Yiannis Ritsos poems | Poetry Monster
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works

Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.