Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PASTEL, by MARSDON GILFORD ALBRITTON First Line: Softly my phantoms move - the days that were Last Line: As transient as a dreamer's ecstasy. | ||||||||
Softly my phantoms move -- the days that were, The nights that haunt the pathway of my dream, Beneath the stars I stand again with Her, And watch the tranquil Night's first shimmering beam. From far across a sea washed clean of cloud, The tropic breeze disturbs a thin-spun palm, Whose noble head is delicately bowed To catch the keynote of some faerie psalm. Cleaving the pearly fathoms of the night A steamer's silver smoke moves out to sea; A wave comes in, its rim of foamy white As transient as a dreamer's ecstasy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PLAYING SOMEONE ELSE'S PIANO by KAREN SWENSON COMIN' THRO' THE RYE by ROBERT BURNS CALDWELL OF SPRINGFIELD [JUNE 23, 1780] by FRANCIS BRET HARTE IMITATION OF CHAUCER by ALEXANDER POPE IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: THE TWO VOICES by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LOVE POEMS: 2. ON A LADY'S YELLOW HAIR, POWDERED WITH WHITE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |
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