IN the hush of the autumn night I hear the voice of the sea, In the hush of the autumn night It seems to say to me -- Mine are the winds above, Mine are the caves below, Mine are the dead of yesterday And the dead of long ago! And I think of the fleet that sailed From the lovely Gloucester shore, I think of the fleet that sailed And came back nevermore! My eyes are filled with tears, And my heart is numb with woe -- It seems as if 't were yesterday, And it all was long ago! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN SAN MARCO, VENEZIA by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS IN THE HOME STRETCH by ROBERT FROST AT FREDERICKSBURG [DECEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY LEE TO THE REAR [MAY 12, 1864] by JOHN REUBEN THOMPSON AN ARMY CORPS ON THE MARCH by WALT WHITMAN THE TAXI by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS TO THE SHIP OF STATE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS CLEVEDON VERSES: 2. DORA by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE RING AND THE BOOK: BOOK 9. JURIS DOCTOR ... BOTTINIUS by ROBERT BROWNING |