Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EBB TIDE, by PHOEBE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: With her white face full of agony Last Line: Though it cling with love's own strength? Subject(s): Despair; Seashore | ||||||||
WITH her white face full of agony, Under her dripping locks, I hear the wretched, restless sea, Complaining to the rocks. Helplessly in her great despair, She shudders on the sand, The bright weeds dropping from her hair, And the pale shells from her hand. 'T is pitiful thus to see her lie, With her beating, heaving breast, Here, where she fell, when cast aside, Sobbing herself to rest. Alas, alas! for the foolish sea, Why was there none to say: The wave that strikes on the heartless stone Must break and fall away? Why could she not have known that this Would be her fate at length; -- For the hand, unheld, must slip at last, Though it cling with love's own strength? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEASHORE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS EASTERN LONG ISLAND by MARVIN BELL SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN? (#17): 2. WALKING IN THE DROWNING FOREST by MARVIN BELL SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN?ÇÖS FOOTSTEPS #17 by MARVIN BELL THE WIND IS BLOWING WEST by JOSEPH CERAVOLO IF SOMETHING SHOULD HAPPEN by LUCILLE CLIFTON A LEGEND OF THE NORTHLAND by PHOEBE CARY |
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