Author Robert Bridges Mortal though I bé, yea ephemeral, if but a moment I gaze up to the night's starry domain of heaven,Then no longer on earth I stand; I touch the Creator, And my lively spirit drinketh immortality. 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