BEAUTIFUL, sublime, and glorious; Mild, majestic, foaming, free, -- Over time itself victorious, Image of eternity! Sun and moon and stars shine o'er thee, See thy surface ebb and flow, Yet attempt not to explore thee In thy soundless depths below. Whether morning's splendors steep thee With the rainbow's glowing grace, Tempests rouse, or navies sweep thee, 'T is but for a moment's space. Earth, -- her valleys and her mountains, Mortal man's behests obey; The unfathomable fountains Scoff his search and scorn his sway. Such art, thou, stupendous Ocean! But, if overwhelmed by thee, Can we think, without emotion, What must thy Creator be? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY INCONSTANT MISTRESS by THOMAS CAREW IN HOSPITAL: 3. INTERIOR by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY ALASKA by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER A PARTING SONG by WILLIAM AITKEN SUMMER RAINSTORM by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN HUSBANDMAN'S SONG, FR. KING RENE'S HONEYMOON by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |