FROM that dejected brow in silence beaming A light it seems too feeble to retain, A sad calm tearful light through vapours gleaming, Slowly thou sinkest on the Aegean main; To me an image, in thy placid seeming Of some fair mourner who will not complain; Of one whose cheek is pale, whose eyes are streaming, Whose sighs are heaved unheard,-not heaved in vain. And yet what power is thine I as thou dost sink, Down sliding slow along that azure hollow, The great collected Deep thy course doth follow, Amorous the last of those faint smiles to drink; And all his lifted fleets in thee obey The symbol of an unpresuming sway! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIRST FIG by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY ESTRANGEMENT by WILLIAM WATSON OUT OF THE HILLS by IRENE ARCHER FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE by EDWIN ARNOLD A WRECKED LOCOMOTIVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE EVE'S SONG by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |