Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGY, by NIBI First Line: The gulls that twitter on the rush-grown shore Last Line: Far from her fond embrace. Subject(s): Death; Mourning;nib | ||||||||
The gulls that twitter on the rush-grown shore When fall the shades of night, That o'er the waves in loving pairs do soar When shines the morning light -- 'Tis said e'en these poor birds delight To nestle each beneath his darling's wing That the dark hours wards off the hoar-frost's might. Like to the stream that finds The downward path it never may retrace, Like to the shapeless winds, Poor mortals pass away without a trace: So she I love has left her place, And in a corner of my widowed couch, Wrapped in the robe she wove me, I must crouch Far from her fond embrace. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 64 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE ANGRY ONES by BERTON BRALEY THE WANDERER: DEDICATION by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON A CAUTION AGAINST DESPAIR by JOHN BYROM LANGEMARCK AT YPRES by WILLIAM WILFRED CAMPBELL MIRAGE by RICHARD THOMAS CHURCH UPON PHILLIS WALKING IN A MORNING BEFORE SUN-RISING by JOHN CLEVELAND |
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