Through! Throughout!
A hidden Voice did shout!
Was it from tree or bush
That by passed and flew
As the horse galloped
Galloped through?
Where goes the horse all
Galloping this night?
To hide from the frozen
Spears of star light?
Or from the thunder rumbling
Speed?
From whispering things of night
That out of way hide
Spare themselves out of light:
And in bent head shrouds
And soutane all somber-dark
Their waning bodies hide
Or skeletons.
Why flee, who so trembling go
As light that in the fading dusk
Did tremble so
And waters twilight that vibrated
Lo! When the first star arose
In the wide heavens still darkening.
Through! Throughout!
A hidden Voice did shout!
Was it from tree or bush
That by passed and flew
As the horse galloped
Galloped through?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem