I WE walked beside the sea After a day which perished silently Of its own glory -- like the princess weird Who, combating the Genius, scorched and seared, Uttered with burning breath, 'Ho! victory!' And sank adown, a heap of ashes pale: So runs the Arab tale. II The sky above us showed A universal and unmoving cloud On which the cliffs permitted us to see Only the outline of their majesty, As master-minds when gazed at by the crowd: And shining with a gloom, the water gray Swang in its moon-taught way. III Nor moon, nor stars were out; They did not dare to tread so soon about, Though trembling, in the footsteps of the sun: The light was neither night's nor day's, but one Which, life-like, had a beauty in its doubt. And silence's impassioned breathings round Seemed wandering into sound. IV O solemn-beating heart Of nature! I have knowledge that thou art Bound unto man's by cords he cannot sever; And, what time they are slackened by him ever, So to attest his own supernal part, Still runneth thy vibration fast and strong The slackened cord along: V For though we never spoke Of the gray water and the shaded rock, Dark wave and stone unconsciously were fused Into the plaintive speaking that we used Of absent friends and memories unforsook; And, had we seen each other's face, we had Seen haply each was sad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LETTER TO MAXINE SULLIVAN by HAYDEN CARRUTH A SONG OF COURAGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON MY THIRTY-THIRD BIRTHDAY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE BAT by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON THE LAY OF ST. NICHOLAS by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE DRUG-SHOP, OR, ENDYMION IN EDMONSTOUN by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET WHATEVER IS, IS RIGHT by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD |