Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CITY, by THEODOR STORM Poet's Biography First Line: The shore is gray, the sea is gray Last Line: Gray city by the sea. | ||||||||
The shore is gray, the sea is gray, And there the city stands; The mists upon the houses weigh, And through the calm the ocean gray Roars dully on the strands. There are no rustling woods, there fly No singing birds in May; The wild goose with its callous cry Alone on autumn nights soars by; The wind-blown grasses sway. And yet my whole heart clings to thee, Gray city by the sea; And e'er the spell of youth for me Doth smiling rest on thee, on thee Gray city by the sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A DECEASED by THEODOR STORM TO HIS DEAD WIFE by THEODOR STORM EVERYBODY KNOWS by DAVID IGNATOW FISHERMAN IN SONGKHLA by KAREN SWENSON PRAISE FOR AN URN; IN MEMORIAM: ERNEST NELSON by HAROLD HART CRANE JABBERWOCKY by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON THE ROSE AND THORN by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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