A MOMENT more, the swelling sails Were wet with Ocean's feathery spray; They bore the all my heart holds dear, 'Mid darkness, gloom, and grief, away! Ah, who can tell the bitter pain, The anguish that my bosom knew; As ne'er on earth to meet again, I watched that freight recede from view! The desert's bleak and sandy blight, In which all bloom and verdure's fled, Is emblem of that dreary night— The life where Hope lies cold and dead! Oh, thou, to whom my heart was given, While yet in Life's sweet morn were we! All hope of bliss on earth was riven, When thy heart turned away from me! The Simoom's hot and deadly wrath, O'er gorgeous flowers of Eastern care, Is not more withering in its path Than to my heart this deep despair! And now I walk the earth alone By one, one only wish possessed, To find—since from me thou art gone— Within the grave a dreamless rest! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAARLEM HEIGHTS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN THE SNOWING OF THE PINES' by THOMAS WENTWORTH HIGGINSON SOJOURN IN THE WHALE by MARIANNE MOORE PASSED BY by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THE OLD SCHOOL HOUSE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON |