Author Katharine Lee Bates God looked out through the casement of the dawn, And all the earth was gladdened by His face, The far wild hills, the smooth seigniorial lawn, The prison-yard's enwalled, stone-paven space. 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