An angel, robed in spotless white, Bent down and kissed the sleeping Night. Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone. Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
How sure it is, That, if we say a true word, instantly We feel 'tis God's, not ours, and pass it on As bread at sacrament, we taste and pass Nor handle for a moment, as indeed We dared to set up any claim to such!
- From Aurora Leigh by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
tips
Read the poem at least twice to make sure you notice all the different elements.
Let the words work on your mind. Every word counts. Look up the definitions of words you don't recognize.
Reading the poem out loud is a great way to experience the poem. If you don't want to read the poem out loud (no one wants to look crazy) mouth the words quietly to yourself or say them in your head.
Ah. That's beautiful.
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