The shattered water made a misty din. Great waves looked over others coming in, And thought of doing something to the shore That water never did to land before. The clouds were low and hairy in the skies Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes. You could not tell, and yet it looked as if The sand was lucky in being backed by cliff, The cliff in being backed by continent. It looked as if a night of dark intent Was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage. There would be more than ocean water broken Before God's last "Put out the light" was spoken. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A REPUBLICAN FRIEND, 1848 by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE LITTLE BOY FOUND, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE YELLOW VIOLET by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT NOTHING TO WEAR' by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER THE SKELETON OF THE FUTURE; AT LENIN'S TOMB by CHRISTOPHER MURRAY GRIEVE OBERON'S FEAST by ROBERT HERRICK THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 77. SOUL'S BEAUTY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |