Author Arthur Henry Adams Far in the Eastern passage-way a sudden light; The stone that blocked the sepulchre is backward rolled; And down into the fœtid, stifling vault of Night The naked corpse of Dawn is lowered, grey and cold. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments