Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAND-HORSES AND SEA-HORSES, by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE First Line: The patient horses of the plough Last Line: The deathless horses of the deep! Subject(s): Animals; Horses; Sea Horses | ||||||||
THE patient horses of the plough, Dark-coloured like the new-turned soil, Their meek, strong necks submissive bow From dawn till dusk, at irksome toil, Not heeding, though below they hear How the sea-horses plunge and rear. The magic horses of the sea No voice of any master mind, But fare all day untrammelled, free, And none calls to them from behind; Nor mark they moving on the cliff The land-horses at labour stiff. The sods of earth in silence yield As the sharp-bladed ploughshare graves Long furrows in the fallow field, But the sea's still-resentful waves When the sea-horses through them pass Sunder with sound of shivered glass! The soil's dim bloom is flecked with black By ebon hordes of rooks and choughs That follow in the ploughshare's track; But from the sea's far-foamiug troughs, Whiter than flakes of milky curds, Flash the sea-horses' sacred birds. The plough-horses with smoking sides Turn home at twilight to their stall; The tameless horses of the tides Know not of shelter at nightfall, For, never wearied, never sleep The deathless horses of the deep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 91 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A TRADITION by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE FAUN AND MAIDEN (SUGGESTED BY MARBLE GROUP, UFFIZI GALLERY, FLORENCE) by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE LA NASCITA DE VENERE (BOTTICELLI) by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE THE SWALLOW'S NOTE by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE TO FANCY by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE TO HER GOWN; ON LAYING IT BY by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE THE BALLAD OF LOVELY LADYES OF LONG AGOE by FRANCOIS VILLON |
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