THOU who dost quell in thy victorious tide Death's ravaged secret and life's ruined pride, Shall thy great deeps prevail, O conquering Sea, O'er Love's relentless tides of memory? Sweet Earth, though in thy lustrous bowl doth shine The limpid flame of hope's perennial wine, Thou art too narrow and too frail to bear The harsh, wild vintage of my heart's despair. O valiant skies, so eager to uphold High laughing burdens of sidereal gold, Swift would your brave brows perish to sustain The radiant silence of my sleepless pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASPECTS OF THE PINES by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE SONG OF THE ANGELS AT THE NATIVITY by NAHUM TATE EPIGRAM by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM FOR EVER AND EVERMORE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: THE NORTH SEA by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |