As though with new eyes I have seen the dawn Announced from western skies above the lake; And bright vermilion ships of consort drawn Along the line determined by the rake Of shining spars and thread of island reef: All gold and calm save where an off-shore draft Lays bluer patterns of fan-palm leaf Beyond the rock and stirring sea-gull's raft. So have I now, as not before surmised, A new and fearless youth released of pain; Heedless of speculative ends long prized And grief begot of ease and idle hope: As when I turn the pages of Montaigne -- Old sufferer, old sage, old horoscope! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BIRTH OF VENUS by HAYDEN CARRUTH GOSSAMER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE POET SPEAKS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |