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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I WISH I WAS BY THAT DIM LAKE, by THOMAS MOORE Poet's Biography Last Line: Within their current turns to stone Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas Subject(s): Ireland; Superstition | |||
I WISH I was by that dim lake Where sinful souls their farewells take Of this vain world, and half-way lie In Death'''s cold shadow, ere they die. There, there, far from thee, Deceitful world, my home should be,''" Where, come what might of gloom and pain, False hope should ne'''er deceive again! The lifeless sky,''"the mournful sound Of unseen waters, falling round,''" The dry leaves quivering o'''er my head, Like man, unquiet even when dead,''" These, ay! these should wean My soul from life'''s deluding scene, And turn each thought, each wish I have, Like willows, downward towards the grave. As they who to their couch at night Would welcome sleep first quench the light, So must the hopes that keep this breast Awake be quenched, ere it can rest. Cold, cold, my heart must grow, Unchanged by either joy or woe, Like freezing founts, where all that '''s thrown Within their current turns to stone Cross patch, draw the latch, Sit by the fire and spin; Take a cup and drink it up, Then call your neighbors in | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SUPERSTITION by JOHN KEATS THE MYSTIC by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY REMEMBRANCE by ELIZABETH M. COOPER THE TRIUMPH OF SUPERSTITION, RAPHAEL AND IANTHE by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL SUPERSTITION by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER CHORUS OF TARTARS by FULKE GREVILLE |
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