Out of the sparkling sea I drew my tingling body clear, and lay On a low ledge the livelong summer day, Basking, and watching lazily White sails in Falmouth Bay. My body seemed to burn Salt in the sun that drenched it through and through Till every particle glowed clean and new And slowly seemed to turn To lucent amber in a world of blue..... I felt a sudden wrench -- A trickle of warm blood -- And found that I was sprawling in the mud Among the dead men in the trench. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DIRGE FOR A SOLDIER [SEPTEMBER 1, 1862] by GEORGE HENRY BOKER THE DEPARTURE OF THE GOOD DAEMON by ROBERT HERRICK THE VIRGIN'S SLUMBER SONG by JOSEPH FRANCIS CARLIN MACDONNELL ELEGIAC STANZAS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH A DEFIANCE, RETURNING TO THE PLACE OF HIS PAST AMOURS by PHILIP AYRES TO A SINGING BIRD by PHILIP AYRES |