AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED TO M. E. H. I How joyously the young sea-mew Lay dreaming on the waters blue Whereon our little bark had thrown A little shade, the only one, But shadows ever man pursue. II Familiar with the waves and free As if their own white foam were he, His heart upon the heart of ocean Lay learning all its mystic motion, And throbbing to the throbbing sea. III And such a brightness in his eye As if the ocean and the sky Within him had lit up and nurst A soul God gave him not at first, To comprehend their majesty. IV We were not cruel, yet did sunder His white wing from the blue waves under, And bound it, while his fearless eyes Shone up to ours in calm surprise, As deeming us some ocean wonder. V We bore our ocean bird unto A grassy place where he might view The flowers that curtsey to the bees, The waving of the tall green trees, The falling of the silver dew. VI But flowers of earth were pale to him Who had seen the rainbow fishes swim; And when earth's dew around him lay He thought of ocean's winged spray, And his eye waxed sad and dim. VII The green trees round him only made A prison with their darksome shade; And drooped his wing, and mourned he For his own boundless glittering sea -- Albeit he knew not they could fade. VIII Then One her gladsome face did bring, Her gentle voice's murmuring, In ocean's stead his heart to move And teach him what was human love: He thought it a strange, mournful thing. IX He lay down in his grief to die, (First looking to the sea-like sky That hath no waves) because, alas! Our human touch did on him pass, And, with our touch, our agony. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WATER MILL by SARAH DOUDNEY THE HILL WIFE: THE IMPULSE by ROBERT FROST THE LITTLE TURTLE by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY OZYMANDIAS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: JULY by EDMUND SPENSER MOON-BRIGHT DREAMS by WILLIAM EDWARD ADAMS INSCRIPTIONS: 3 by MARK AKENSIDE |