Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SEA-BIRD!, by ANNA MARIA WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Sea-bird! Haunter of the wave Last Line: Soar at last, like thee, to heaven! Alternate Author Name(s): Wells, A. M. | ||||||||
SEA-BIRD! haunter of the wave, Happy o'er its crest to hover; Half-engulph'd where yawns the cave Billows form in rolling over. Sea-bird! seeker of the storm, In its shriek thou dost rejoice; Sending from thy bosom warm, Answer shriller than its voice. Bird of nervous wing and bright, Flashing silvery to the sun, Sporting with the sea-foam white, When will thy wild course be done? Whither tends it? Has the shore No alluring haunt for thee? Nook with tangled vines run o'er, Scented shrub, or leafy tree? Is the purple sea-weed rarer Than the violet of spring? Is the snowy foam-wreath fairer Than the apple's blossoming? Shady grove and sunny slope, Seek but these, and thou shalt meet Birds not born with storm to cope, Hermits of retirement sweet. Where no winds too rudely swell, But, in whispers as they pass, Of the fragrant flow'ret tell, Hidden in the tender grass. There, the mock-bird sings of love; There, the robin builds his nest; There, the gentle-hearted dove, Brooding, takes her blissful rest. Sea-bird, stay thy rapid flight: -- Gone! -- where dark waves foam and dash, Like a lone star on the night From afar his white wings flash! He obeyeth God's behest: Each and all some mission fill; Some, the tempest born to breast, Some, to worship and be still. If to struggle with the atorm On life's ever-changing sea, Where cold mists enwrap the form, My harsh destiny must be; Sea-bird! thus may I abide Cheerful the allotment given; And above the ruffled tide Soar at last, like thee, to Heaven! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COW-BOY'S SONG by ANNA MARIA WELLS THE FUTURE by ANNA MARIA WELLS THE WHITE HARE by ANNA MARIA WELLS TO MARY SLEEPING by ANNA MARIA WELLS TO THE WHIPPOORWILL by ANNA MARIA WELLS EVENTIDE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON REMBRANDT TO REMBRANDT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONGS FOR MY MOTHER: 3. HER WORDS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH TO LUCY, COUNTESS OF BEDFORD, WITH MR. DONNE'S SATIRES by BEN JONSON |
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