The tone is hard is heard Is the coming of strength out of night: unfeared
; Still the colors are there and they Ask the question of this what is to be Out of a desert of chance in which being is life But like a paradox, death reinforcing the life, Sound under memory, as though our right to hear Hid old unwillingness to continue Or a style of turning to the window, Hands directing the air, and no design sticks, Only agreement not to let it die.
Among the founding fathers they revered Were members of a Masonry that meant To build a world where all of good intent, Believing that they served one G-d, though reared In different ways, might live and work unfeared
By one another.
The final vision in the sky is one "transforming all." Lampman's protagonist is also transformed by his sunset-he "awoke / As from a dream, and from my shoulders shook / The warning chill, till then unfelt, unfeared
" (30)- and he too associates what he sees with the divine: Like one spell-bound /// Caught in the presence of some god, I stood, /// Nor felt the keen wind and the deadly air, /// But watched the sun go down, and watched the gold /// Fade from the town and the withdrawing hills.(30)