Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SEAWARD, by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How long it seems since that mild april night Last Line: Wild laughter of the loon. | ||||||||
How long it seems since that mild April night, When, leaning from the window, you and I Heard, clearly ringing from the shadowy bight, The loon's unearthly cry! Southwest the wind blew, million little waves Ran rippling round the point in mellow tune, But mournful, like the voice of one who raves, That laughter of the loon! We called to him, while blindly through the haze Uprose the meagre moon behind us, slow, So dim, the fleet of boats we scarce could trace, Moored lightly just below. We called, and, lo, he answered! Half in fear We sent the note back. Echoing rock and bay Made melancholy music far and near; Sadly it died away. That schooner, you remember? Flying ghost! Her canvas catching every wandering beam, Aerial, noiseless, past the glimmering coast She glided like a dream. Would we were leaning from your window now, Together calling to the eerie loon, The fresh wind blowing care from either brow, This sumptuous night of June! So many sighs load this sweet inland air, 'T is hard to breathe, nor can we find relief: However lightly touched, we all must share This nobleness of grief. But sighs are spent before they reach your ear; Vaguely they mingle with the water's rune; No sadder sound salutes you than the clear, Wild laughter of the loon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPANIARDS' GRAVES AT THE ISLES OF SHOALS by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER THE SANDPIPER by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER A LULLABY by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER RUTH by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER S.E. by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER SCHUMANN'S SONATA IN A MINOR by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER SIR WILLIAM PEPPERRELL'S WELL; ISLE OF SHOALS, 1790-1892 by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER SLUMBER SONG by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER SONG by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER SONNET by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER |
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