Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ASPIRATIONS: 9, by MATHILDE BLIND

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ASPIRATIONS: 9, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Sometimes, in the summer night
Last Line: O'er me dazzling doth it roll.
Alternate Author Name(s): Lake, Claude
Subject(s): Grief; God; Conduct Of Life; Sorrow; Sadness

Sometimes, in the summer night,
Floating o'er the silent deep,
Did my fingers in their flight
Through the slumbering waters sweep.

Raising then my hand, I spied
Drops of ocean-fire and light
From my gleaming fingers slide,
Like the shooting-stars of night.

Thus I dipped, with gliding thought
Thro' thy deep, mysterious soul;
Now, with light and fire full-fraught,
O'er me dazzling doth it roll.

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