She stands an instant in the sun Athwart her harsh land's red and green Hands of a serf, and warrior eyes Of some flame-sceptred Irish queen. ? As if she does not care that life Has reft the jewels from her hair But grieves that menial needs and base Were those that left her palace bare.
Is all our Life, then but a dream Seen faintly in the goldern gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream?
Happy happy time, when the white star hovers Low over dim fields fresh with blooming dew, Near the face of dawn, that draws Athwart the darkness, Threading it with colour, like yewberries the yew.George Meredith
A conservative is someone who stands Athwart history, yelling Stop, at a time when no one is inclined to do so, or to have much patience with those who so urge it.buckley, william f., jr.
Forth from his dark and lonely hiding place (Portentous-sight!) the owlet Atheism, Sailing an obscene wings Athwart the noon, Drops his blue-fringèd lids, and holds them close, And hooting at the glorious sun in Heaven, Cries out, "Where is it?"Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Looking Athwart the burning flats, far off Seen by the high-necked camel on the verge Journeying southward
Lady, by one light only We look from Alfred's eyes, We know he saw Athwart the wreck The sign that hangs about your neck, Where One more than Melchizedek Is dead and never dies.