Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE SEA, by HIRAM RICH First Line: The salt wind blows upon my cheek Last Line: God leads the eternal flow. Subject(s): Gloucester, Massachusetts; Sea; Ocean | ||||||||
THE salt wind blows upon my cheek As it blew a year ago, When twenty boats were crushed among The rocks of Norman's Woe. 'T was dark then; 't is light now, And the sails are leaning low. In dreams I pull the sea-weed o'er, And find a face not his, And hope another tide will be More pitying than this. The wind turns; the tide turns: They take what hope there is. My life goes on as thine would go With all its sweetness spilled: My God! why should one heart of two Beat on, when one is stilled? Through heart-wreck or home-wreck Thy happy sparrows build. Though boats go down, men build anew, Whatever winds may blow; If blight be in the wheat one year, We trust again, and sow, Though grief comes, and changes The sunshine into snow. Some have their dead, where, sweet and soon, The summers bloom and go. The sea withholds my dead: I walk The bar, when tides are low, And wonder the grave-grass Can have the heart to grow. Flow on, O unconsenting sea! And keep my dead below: Though night, O utter night! my soul, Delude thee long, I know, Or Life comes, or Death comes, God leads the eternal flow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HALL OF OCEAN LIFE by JOHN HOLLANDER JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE FIGUREHEAD by LEONIE ADAMS |
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