Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HIGH TIDE AT MIDNIGHT, by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS Poet's Biography First Line: No breath is on the glimmering ocean-floor Last Line: And soul environing of shadowy sea. Alternate Author Name(s): Myers, Frederic Subject(s): Sea; Ocean | ||||||||
No breath is on the glimmering ocean-floor, No blast beneath the windless Pleiades, But thro' dead night a melancholy roar, A voice of moving and of marching seas, The boom of thundering waters on the shore Sworn with slow force by desolate degrees Once to go on, and whelm for evermore Earth and her folk and all their phantasies. Then half-asleep in the great sound I seem Lost in the starlight, dying in a dream Where overmastering Powers abolish me, Drown, and thro' dim euthanasy redeem My merged life in the living ocean-stream And soul environing of shadowy sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HALL OF OCEAN LIFE by JOHN HOLLANDER JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE FIGUREHEAD by LEONIE ADAMS ON A GRAVE AT GRINDELWALD by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS |
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