Under an elm tree where the river reaches They watched the evening deepen in the sky, They watched the westward clouds go towering by Through lakes of blue toward those shining beaches, Those far enchanted strands where blowing tides Break into light along the shallow air: They watched how like a tall ship's lantern there Over that stormy surf the faint star rides. Ship of a dream, he thought -- O dreamed-of shore Beyond all oceans and all earthly seas! Now would they never call him any more; Now would they never hurt him with unease. She was that ship, that sea, that siren land, And she was here, her hand shut in his hand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OH YOU ARE COMING by SARA TEASDALE VLAMERTINGHE: PASSING THE CHATEAU, JULY 1917 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE SECOND COMING by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS INVOCATION by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE THE COMMON LOT by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD: AGLAIA. A PASTORAL by NICHOLAS BRETON |