This opens on the sunset, and the sea
From its high casement: never twice the same
Grand picture rises in its sea-girt frame
Islets of pearl, and rocks of porphyry
And cliffs of jasper, touched with sunset flame,
And island-trees--that look like Eden's--grow
Palm-like and slender, in gradations fine,
That fade and die along the horizon line,
And the wide heavens become--above--below--
A luminous sea without a boundary
Nay wistful heart,--at day-dawn, or at noon--
Or midnight watch--the Bridegroom cometh soon;
By yonder shining path--or pearly gate;
The word is sure,--thou therefore, watch and wait.