Before the moaning bar, The tumult of the sea; Behind it. quiet waters and a star. The harbor light ''" for me. Long, long our broken boat Has wandered in the waves, Battling for life amid the wrecks afloat Over the ocean graves. But now impulsions strong In sea and air combine Mysteriously to hurry us along Swift to the breaker line. What heed of hidden rock Where lurking demons are, What memory of tempest's angry shock When we have crossed the bar? Oh, dear ones soon to meet! Oh, heaven's tranquillity! We shall fall down and kiss our Captain's feet, Returning safe from sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOT OURS THE VOWS by BERNARD BARTON THE BOBOLINKS by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH AFTER DEATH by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A SONG FOR MY FELLOWS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE BALLAD OF BAZILE BORGNE: L'ENVOI by IDA COLE BARTLATT MY ENEMY by ALICE WILLIAMS BROTHERTON |