Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS: 1. TO THE SEA, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thy god permits thee, but with dreadful hand Last Line: From us yet hidden and our blinded race. Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour Subject(s): God; Sea; Travel; Ocean; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
THY God permits thee, but with dreadful hand Canst churn great boulders into little sand, On fruitless tasks to waste thy summer ease, In tide washed seaweeds find a childish joy. Or -- harnessing the unruly force of sea To lick smooth stone into a fretted toy -- From thy great page, turn forth knick-knacks to please A Lilliputian fancy -- yea produce Such nice laborious fritters as could these Old chinamen whose life, by slow degrees, Frayed four and twenty peachstones into lace. Hence know that in our smallest work God sees Some service to himself, or some good use, From us yet hidden and our blinded race. | 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 A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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