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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY MOTHER, by WILLIAM BELL SCOTT Poet's Biography First Line: There was a gather'd stillness Last Line: Wait the dark sail returning yet once more. Subject(s): Mothers | |||
THERE was a gather'd stillness in the room: Only the breathing of the great sea rose From far off, aiding that profound repose, With regular pulse and pause within the gloom Of twilight, as if some impending doom Was now approaching;--I sat moveless there, Watching with tears and thoughts that were like prayer, Till the hour struck,--the thread dropp'd from the loom; And the Bark pass'd in which freed souls are borne. The dear still'd face lay there; that sound forlorn Continued; I rose not, but long sat by: And now my heart oft hears that sad sea-shore, When she is in the far-off land, and I Wait the dark sail returning yet once more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE EARLY ASPIRATIONS by WILLIAM BELL SCOTT |
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