HOW calm upon the twilight water sleeps, With folded wings, yon solitary sail, Safe-harbored, haply dreaming of the gale That wolf-like o'er the waste deserted leaps: One star -- a signal light above her -- keeps Watch; and, behold, its pictured image pale Gleams far below, a seeming anchor frail, Where onward still the noiseless current sweeps. Star of my life, pale planet, far removed, Oh, be thou, when the twilight deepens, near! Set in my soul thine image undisproved By death and darkness, till the morning clear Behold me in the presence I have loved, My beacon here, my bliss eternal there! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHAMBERED NAUTILUS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES TWO WOMEN by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS THE REPLY OF Q. HORATIUS FLACCUS TO A ROMAN 'ROUND-ROBIN' by ALFRED AUSTIN GILBERT: 2. THE PARLOUR by CHARLOTTE BRONTE SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: TO THE READER by THOMAS CAMPION |