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Lucifer in Starlight by George Meredith

By George Meredith

Topics: nature-poetry

On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend Above the rolling ball in cloud part screened, Where sinners hugged their spectre of repose. Poor prey to his hot fit of pride were those. And now upon his western wing he leaned, Now his huge bulk o'er Afric's sands careened, Now the black planet shadowed Arctic snows. Soaring through wider zones that pricked his scars With memory of the old revolt from Awe, He reached a middle height, and at the stars, Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank.

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"On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose...."

"Lucifer in Starlight" by George Meredith is a nature english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by George Meredith demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend...", this piece explores themes of nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. George Meredith's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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