ABREAST and ahead of the sea is a crag's front cloven asunder With strong sea-breach and with wasting of winds whence terror is shed As a shadow of death from the wings of the darkness on waters that thunder Abreast and ahead. At its edge is a sepulchre hollowed and hown for a lone man's bed, Propped open with rock and agape on the sky and the sea thereunder, But roofed and walled in well from the wrath of them slept its dead. Here might not a man drink rapture of rest, or delight above wonder, Beholding, a soul disembodied, the days and the nights that fled, With splendor and sound of the tempest around and above him and under, Abreast and ahead? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAY OF THE LABOURER by THOMAS HOOD THE COLLEGE COLONEL by HERMAN MELVILLE O YOU WHOM I OFTEN AND SILENTLY COME by WALT WHITMAN THE CRESCENT AND THE CROSS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONG ON THE WATER (1) by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |