There were whimsical turns of the waters, There were rhythmical talks of the sea, -- There were gather'd the darkest eyed daughters Of men, by the deep Galilee. A blowing full sail, and a parting From multitudes, living in Him, A trembling of lips, and tears starting From eyes that look'd downward and dim. A mantle of night and a marching Of storms, and a sounding of seas, Of furrows of foam and of arching Black billows; a bending of knees; The rising of Christ -- an entreating -- Hands reach'd to the seas as He saith, "Have Faith!" And all seas are repeating, "Have Faith! Have Faith! Have Faith!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A FRIEND WRITING ON CABARET DANCERS by EZRA POUND THE CITY CHILD by ALFRED TENNYSON TO THE SOLITUDE OF FONTENAY by GUILLAUME AMFRYE LA QUINQUE RUE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN AMBITION by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 5 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |