What is the song the sea-wind sings -- The old, old song it singeth for aye? When abroad it stretches its mighty wings And driveth the white clouds far away, -- What is the song it sings to-day? @3From fire and tumult the white world came, When all was a mist of driven spray And the whirling fragments of a frame!@1 What is the song the sea-wind sings -- The old, old song it singeth for aye? It seems to breathe a thousand things Ere the world grew sad and old and grey -- Of the dear gods banished far astray -- Of strange wild rumours of joy and shame! @3The Earth is old, so old, To-day -- Blind and halt and weary and lame.@1 What is the song the sea-wind sings -- The old, old song it singeth for aye? Like a trumpet blast its voice out-rings, @3The world spins down the darksome way!@1 It crieth aloud in wild dismay, @3The Earth that from fire and tumult came Draws swift to her weary end To-day, Her fires are fusing for that last Flame!@1 ENVOY What singeth the sea-wind thus for aye, @3From fire and tumult the white world came!@1 What is the sea-wind's cry To-day -- @3Her central fires make one vast flame!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TEARS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE ROMANCE OF THE SWAN'S NEST by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO JOHN DONNE (2) by BEN JONSON HARVEST MOON: 1914 by JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY CHICAGO [OCTOBER 8-10, 1871] by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER A PRIZE RIDDLE ON HERSELF WHEN 24 by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST |