With colors changing on the sea, The sun long-beaten to the west, I walk along the singing shore, My thoughts no more to come to rest Upon your name. For you were something of a dream That blossomed on a moonless night; I've wondered why you ever came Into my sight. Oh, pity us who alone weep Behind the shabby mask of day, For things that live only in sleep -- To fade away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD MAN OF VERONA by CLAUDIAN THE RAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE KNIGHTS: DEMOS REJUVENATED by ARISTOPHANES IN ANSWER TO QUESTION FROM GREEK GRAMMAR: WHAT FUTURES SPEAK by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 26 by BLISS CARMAN THE AFTERGLOW by MARIANNE CLARKE THE BLACK BEAST by GRANT HYDE CODE |