Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TILL DAWN, by ANNIE C. SHIPLEY First Line: I walked through a waste with a deep pervading drear Last Line: And sweep of light with thrilling hope and day. Subject(s): Night; Sonnet (as Literary Form); Travel; Bedtime; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
I walked through a waste with a deep pervading drear, Through all the day the sun was fixed and gave A somber glow; the gloom -- forbidding, grave -- Forecast an overwhelming dread and fear That merged with doubt and left me dumb and seer. No petal bloomed, there was no stream to lave The brow, nor cooling drink which I might crave, No bird, nor beast, no human thing was near. And onward through the vague of night I strove Against the warping void to break its thong And yearned for dawn through all that fearful way, Which was a scorching sand that urged and drove With unrelenting force, -- then mist and song, And sweep of light with thrilling hope and day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING |
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