Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SAILOR'S MOTHER, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O whence do you come ...' Last Line: "and the salt fog mops me. And nobody's come!" | ||||||||
"O WHENCE do you come, Figure in the night-fog that chills me numb?" "I come to you across from my house up there, And I don't mind the brine-mist clinging to me That blows from the quay, For I heard him in my chamber, and thought you unaware. "But what did you hear, That brought you blindly knocking in this middle-watch so drear?" "My sailor son's voice as 'twere calling at your door, And I don't mind my bare feet clammy on the stones, And the blight to my bones, For he only knows of this house I lived in before." "Nobody's nigh, Woman like a skeleton, with socket-sunk eye." "Ah -- nobody's nigh! And my life is drearisome, And this is the old home we loved in many a day Before he went away; And the salt fog mops me. And nobody's come!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEN WHO MARCH AWAY' (SONG OF THE SOLDIERS) by THOMAS HARDY A BROKEN APPOINTMENT by THOMAS HARDY A CHRISTMAS GHOST-STORY; CHRISTMAS-EVE 1899 by THOMAS HARDY A THOUGHT IN TWO MOODS by THOMAS HARDY A THUNDERSTORM IN TOWN by THOMAS HARDY A TRAMPWOMAN'S TRAGEDY by THOMAS HARDY A WIFE IN LONDON by THOMAS HARDY ACCORDING TO THE MIGHTY WORKING by THOMAS HARDY |
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