Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINES WRITTEN AT THE COHOS, OR FALLS OF THE MOHAWK RIVER, by THOMAS MOORE Poet's Biography First Line: From rise of morn till set of sun Last Line: As soft, as now it hangs o'er thee! Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas Subject(s): Cohoes Falls (new York); Mowhawk River (new York) | ||||||||
FROM rise of morn till set of sun I've seen the mighty Mohawk run, And as I mark'd the woods of pine Along his mirror darkly shine, Like tall and gloomy forms that pass Before the wizard's midnight glass; And as I view'd the hurrying pace With which he ran his turbid race, Rushing, alike untired and wild, Through shades that frown'd and flowers that smiled, Flying by every green recess That woo'd him to its calm caress, Yet, sometimes turning with the wind, As if to leave one look behind! Oh! I have thought, and thinking sigh'd -- How like to thee, thou restless tide! May be the lot, the life of him, Who roams along thy water's brim! Through what alternate shades of woe, And flowers of joy my path may go! How many an humble, still retreat May rise to court my weary feet, While still pursuing, still unblest, I wander on, nor dare to rest! But, urgent as the doom that calls Thy water to its destined falls, I see the world's bewildering force Hurry my heart's devoted course From lapse to lapse, till life be done, And the lost current cease to run! Oh, may my falls be bright as thine! May Heaven's forgiving rainbow shine Upon the mist that circles me, As soft, as now it hangs o'er thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A TEMPLE TO FRIENDSHIP by THOMAS MOORE AFTER THE BATTLE (OF AUGHRIM) by THOMAS MOORE BLACK AND BLUE EYES by THOMAS MOORE ECHO [OR, ECHOES] by THOMAS MOORE LALLA ROOKH: PARADISE AND THE PERI by THOMAS MOORE LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM by THOMAS MOORE O, BREATHE NOT HIS NAME! by THOMAS MOORE OH! BLAME NOT THE BARD by THOMAS MOORE PRO PATRIA MORI by THOMAS MOORE |
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