Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SIREN STREAM TO THE OUTCAST, by JOHN BANISTER TABB Poet's Biography First Line: Come, for my waves that I can never know Last Line: To sooth and bless. Alternate Author Name(s): Father Tabb Subject(s): Sea; Ocean | ||||||||
Come, for my waves that I can never know Of calm bestow; And thou, alas, like them, hast wandered far! Come, erring star -- Aweary now -- come take thy fill of rest Upon my breast. Come, for they call thee. Lean thy listening ear And thou shalt hear How soft the sigh that woos thee to the deep Of endless sleep, Wherein the past and all its passion seem A vanished dream. Behold, I cleanse whate'er of soilure clings To drooping wings: Whate'er abides of dust or cleaving clay I purge away; Like fire, refining, but apart from pain, All dross and stain. The fever-flame that throught thy being burns, My bosom yearns To quench. Behold, the ripples run to meet A sister's feet, With murmurs, not of scorn, but tenderness, To sooth and bless. | 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 ANONYMOUS by JOHN BANISTER TABB |
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