Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WRITTEN ON PASSING DEAD-MAN'S ISLAND, IN THE GULF OF ST. LAWRENCE, by THOMAS MOORE Poet's Biography First Line: See you, beneath yon cloud so dark Last Line: As would blanch for ever her rosy light! Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas Subject(s): Magdalen Islands (canada) | ||||||||
SEE you, beneath yon cloud so dark, Fast gliding along, a gloomy Bark? Her sails are full, though the wind is still, And there blows not a breath her sails to fill! Oh! what doth that vessel of darkness bear? The silent calm of the grave is there, Save now and again a death-knell rung, And the flap of the sails, with night-fog hung! There lieth a wreck on the dismal shore Of cold and pitiless Labrador; Where, under the moon, upon mounts of frost, Full many a mariner's bones are tost! Yon shadowy Bark hath been to that wreck, And the dim blue fire, that lights her deck, Doth play on as pale and livid a crew, As ever yet drank the churchyard dew! To Deadman's Isle, in the eye of the blast, To Deadman's Isle, she speeds her fast; By skeleton shapes her sails are furl'd, And the hand that steers is not of this world! Oh! hurry thee on -- oh! hurry thee on, Thou terrible Bark! ere the night be gone, Nor let morning look on so foul a sight As would blanch for ever her rosy light! | 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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