Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LONG ISLAND SOUND, by EMMA LAZARUS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I see it as it looked one afternoon Last Line: All these fair sounds and sights I made my own. Subject(s): Americans; Long Island Sound; United States; America | ||||||||
I see it as it looked one afternoon In August, - by a fresh soft breeze o'erblown. The swiftness of the tide, the light thereon, A far-off sail, white as a crescent moon. The shining waters with pale currents strewn, The quiet fishing-smacks, the Eastern cove, The semi-circle of its dark, green grove. The luminous grasses, and the merry sun In the grave sky; the sparkle far and wide, Laughter of unseen children, cheerful chirp Of crickets, and low lisp of rippling tide, Like summer clouds fantastical as sleep Changing unnoted while I gazed thereon. All these fair sounds and sights I made my own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS WATCH THE LIGHTS FADE by ROBINSON JEFFERS AFTER TENNYSON by AMBROSE BIERCE MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH |
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