Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TUTELAGE, by ROBERT MOWRY BELL First Line: In the coiled shell sounds ocean's distant roar Last Line: "life ruled by love nor dies nor dissipates." | ||||||||
IN the coiled shell sounds Ocean's distant roar, Oft to our listening hearts come heavenly strains; -- Men say, "That was the blood in our own veins, And this, -- but the echo of our hope; no more." And yet, the murmuring sea exists, which bore That frail creation o'er its watery plains; And on Time's sands full many a shell remains Tossed by Eternity upon its shore. Its tongue our hope from Nature's self has caught. Matter nor force is lost as aeons roll. And mind? -- Love life conserves and death abates, -- Through the long ages this has nature taught. Under the stars she plights the wistful soul: "Life ruled by Love nor dies nor dissipates." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN WHIPPOORWILL (A GEORGIA ROMANCE) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DOMESDAY BOOK: GEORGE JOSLIN ON LA MENKEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AUTUMN MORNING AT CAMBRIDGE by FRANCES CROFTS DARWIN CORNFORD A MOTHER TO HER SICK CHILD by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES WESTERN MORNING by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG BLEAKE'S HOUSE IN BLACKMWORE by WILLIAM BARNES MAXIMS FOR THE OLD HOUSE: THE PLASTER ON THE CHIMNEY by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |
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