How soft the shades of evening creep O'er yonder dewy lea, Where balmy winds have lull'd to sleep The tenants of the tree. No wandering breeze is here to sweep, In shadowy ripple o'er the deep, Yet swells the heaving sea! How calm the sky! rest, ocean rest, From storm and ruffle free, Calm as the image on thy breast Of her that governs thee! And yet beneath the moon's mild reign Thy broad breast heaves as one in pain, Thou dark and silent sea. There are whom fortune vainly woos With all her pageantry, Whom every flattering bliss pursues, Yet still they fare like thee; The spell is laid within their mind, Least wretched then when most resign'd, Their hearts throb silently! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A REPUBLIC! by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NICHARCHUS UPON PHIDON HIS DOCTOR by EZRA POUND GEIST'S GRAVE by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE FORCE OF LOVE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES YOUR HANDS by ANGELINA WELD GRIMKE THE THREE FISHERS by CHARLES KINGSLEY PERPLEXITY by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |