Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BURTHEN OF THE TIDE, by WILLIAM SHARP Poet's Biography First Line: The tide was dark and heavy with the burden that it bore Last Line: For more. Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona Subject(s): Grief; Sea; Tides; Sorrow; Sadness; Ocean | ||||||||
The tide was dark an' heavy with the burden that it bore, I heard it talkin', whisperin', upon the weedy shore: Each wave that stirred the sea-weed was like a closing door, 'Tis closing doors they hear at last who hear no more, no more, My Grief, No more! The tide was in the salt sea-weed, and like a knife it tore, The hoarse sea-wind went moaning, sooing, moaning o'er and o'er, The wild sea-heart was brooding deep upon its ancient lore, I heard the sob, the sooing sob, the dying sob at its core, My Grief, Its core! The white sea-waves were wan and grey its ashy lips before; The whirled spume between its jaws in floods did seaward pour O whisperin' weed, O wild sea-waves, O hollow baffled roar, Since one thou hast, O dark dim Sea, why callest thou for more, My Grief, For more. | 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 |
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