I ASK not for those thoughts, that sudden leap From being's sea, like the isle-seeming Kraken, With whose great rise the ocean all is shaken And a heart-tremble quivers through the deep; Give me that growth which some perchance deem sleep, Wherewith the steadfast coral-stems uprise, Which, by the toil of gathering energies, Their upward way into clear sunshine keep, Until, by Heaven's sweetest influences, Slowly and slowly spreads a speck of green Into a pleasant island in the seas, Where, mid tall palms, the cane-roofed home is seen, And wearied men shall sit at sunset's hour, Hearing the leaves and loving God's dear power. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WOMAN, GALLUP, N.M. by KAREN SWENSON STANZAS TO A LADY, WITH THE POEMS OF CAMOENS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON SONGS IN ABSENCE: 7. THE SHIP by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH CUSTER'S LAST CHARGE [JUNE 25, 1876] by FREDERICK WHITTAKER AGAMEMNON: WELCOME TO AGAMEMNON by AESCHYLUS HILL MAN'S BURIAL by LILLIAN M. (PETTES) AINSWORTH A SONNET. ON CYNTHIA SICK by PHILIP AYRES THE BROTHERS OF BIRCHINGTON; A LAY OF ST. THOMAS A BECKET by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |