| Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891. | | | | The Sun | | By Melville Madison Bigelow (1846–1921) |
| | | HEART of the worlds! thy mighty pulses beat | |
| Upon the furthest planet’s untrod shore; | |
| They gild the surges of old seas that roar | |
| Beyond man’s power to pierce their safe retreat. | |
| Great Heart! and yet thy morning pulse-beams greet | 5 |
| The little rose a-tint with blushes o’er. | |
| See! spreads his wings the youngling lark, to soar | |
| Amid thy quickening radiance, vast but sweet. | |
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| Beat on, O Heart! on planet and on sea; | |
| Beat on, though tuneless Silence fill thy course,— | 10 |
| E’en Silence fain would raise a note to thee,— | |
| But paint the smiling flowers, and fill, O Source | |
| Of gladsome life, the answering birds with glee, | |
| While joy-bells in my soul ring merrily. | | | | |
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