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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A GREY DAY, by WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Grey drizzling mists the moorlands drape
Last Line: Or wait until its dreams come true.
First Line: Grey drizzling mists the moorlands drape
Last Line: Or wait until its dreams come true.
GREY drizzling mists the moorlands drape,
Rain whitens the dead sea,
From headland dim to sullen cape
Grey sails creep wearily.
I know not how that merchantman
Has found the heart; but 't is her plan
Seaward her endless course to shape.
Unreal as insects that appall
A drunkard's peevish brain,
O'er the grey deep the dories crawl,
Four-legged, with rowers twain:
Midgets and minims of the earth,
Across old ocean's vasty girth
Toiling -- heroic, comical!
I wonder how that merchant's crew
Have ever found the will!
I wonder what the fishers do
To keep them toiling still!
I wonder how the heart of man
Has patience to live out its span,
Or wait until its dreams come true.
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