Now silence reigneth over earth and sky, The wind is still and bird and beast do sleep, Night in her starry chariot whirleth by, The slumb'rous sea is laid in cradle deep; I think, I see, love, weep ; my grief who willed Is ever with me to my tender pain; I am at strife, with spite and anguish filled. My thoughts in her alone find peace again. From one sole clear and living fountain flows The sweet and bitter draughts that nourish me; No hand save hers to heal and hurt me knows; My ship of passion tarrieth out at sea; A thousand times a day I live and die, So far away doth my salvation lie! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 7. ROME by SARA TEASDALE TO A MOUSE, ON TURNING HER UP IN HER NEST WITH THE PLOUGH by ROBERT BURNS THE FOURTH OF JULY by JOHN PIERPONT LOCHABER NO MORE by ALLAN RAMSAY DEFIANT OF DEATH by EVA K. ANGLESBURG SONNET: 6 by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE IVORY GATE; AN UNFINISHED DRAFT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |