Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE NIGHT, by WILLIAM SHARP Poet's Biography First Line: O wind, why break in idle pain Last Line: This thing that hath no grave. Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona Subject(s): Hearts; Immortality; Pain; Waves; Wind; Suffering; Misery | ||||||||
O wind, why break in idle pain This wave that swept the seas? Foam is the meed of barren dreams And hearts that cry for peace! Lift then, O wind, this heart of mine, And whirl aside in foam; Nowander on, unchanging heart, The undrowning deeps thy home! Less than a billow of the sea That at the last doth no more roam, Less than a wave, less than a wave, This thing that hath no home, This thing that hath no grave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTHENOPHIL AND PARTHENOPHE: MADRIGAL 14 by BARNABE BARNES SONNETS IN SHADOWS: 1 by ARLO BATES IN PRAISE OF PAIN by HEATHER MCHUGH THE SYMPATIZERS by JOSEPHINE MILES |
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