Far endless stretches of bright yellow sand; Green rollers mounting to a foaming break; The rush of waters which deep billows make Before they spend themselves upon the land! And down the changing vista of the strand Gay forms in motion flash upon the eye, As swimmers take the wave or turn and fly -- Barbaric as a scene in Samarkand! Such gaiety the cumbered heart delights; Nature and man in wild simplicity; Laughter and exultation of the sea; And summer days and witching summer nights! Whatever we may meet at hands of fate, We shall have this with which to compensate! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST WISH by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON ALCAICS: TO H. F. BROWN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A BALLAD UPON A WEDDING by JOHN SUCKLING THE WRITER'S JOURNAL: POSSESSION by BAYARD TAYLOR A CHARACTER by ALFRED TENNYSON |