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 | The poetical works of Edward Rowland Sill |  |
A small, swift planet, glimmering round a star,—
A molten drop with thinnest crusted shell
Of lime and flint, roofed-in with azure air,—
A winding stair of life, from Trilobite
And Saurian up to one who walks their king,
Drawing the lime and flint up through themselves
And kindling them to spirit, till on him,
Whose limbs are clay, there flames a lambent crown
Of fire from heaven,—these make our world.
A molten drop with thinnest crusted shell
Of lime and flint, roofed-in with azure air,—
A winding stair of life, from Trilobite
And Saurian up to one who walks their king,
Drawing the lime and flint up through themselves
And kindling them to spirit, till on him,
Whose limbs are clay, there flames a lambent crown
Of fire from heaven,—these make our world.
| The poetical works of Edward Rowland Sill | |