The Trumpet In The Nigh Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Trumpet In The Nigh

The Trumpet in the Nigh
It rang
And s Corf sang
Mature-mellow hr Lines
As after all Beauty b ed
And thus it b e
That on Sundays even
Be head of Beauty verses
And Trumpet of the Night.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success