FROM the Pier's head, musing, and with increase Of wonder, I have watched this sea-side Town, Under the white cliff's battlemented crown, Hushed to a depth of more than Sabbath peace: The streets and quays are thronged, but why disown Their natural utterance: whence this strange release From social noise -- silence elsewhere unknown? -- A Spirit whispered, "Let all wonder cease; Ocean's o'erpowering murmurs have set free Thy sense from pressure of life's common din; As the dread Voice that speaks from out the sea Of God's eternal Word, the Voice of Time Doth deaden, shocks of tumult, shrieks of crime The shouts of folly, and the groans of sin." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE REFORMER by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER ACROSS THE STREET by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH CIRCUMSTANCE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE WELCOME by FARID OD-DIN MOHAMMAD EBN EBRAHIM ATTAR AN ESSAY TOWARDS A CHARACTER OF HIS SACRED MAJESTY KING JAMES II by PHILIP AYRES CHARACTERS: MARY HOLLAND ENFIELD by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD FOR THE QUEEN MOTHER by JOHN BETJEMAN |