HE CAME with us from inland to the shore -- A stranger, yet that moment he came home! The moving phalanx with the plumes of foam -- He cried that he had seen it all before; And words he spoke that now are heard no more -- "O Thalassa, I will no longer roam; But here will I prepare a hecatomb, Who have come back to thee whom I adore!" Then prone he threw himself upon the sand, In rapt idolatry, or swooned with joy. And we who followed him amazed did stand Till each began of other to demand: "Could this be one that headed out for Troy, Or sailed Propontis to the Colchian land?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: TO SLEEP by JOHN KEATS MAN, THE MAN-HUNTER by CARL SANDBURG TO MICHAL: SONNETS AFTER MARRIAGE: 8. AFTER RONSARD by CHARLES WILLIAMS THE MAN WHO DREAMED OF FAERYLAND by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS HOMAGE TO QUINTUS SEPTIMIUS FLORENTIS CHRISTIANUS: TROY by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS |