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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PASTEL, by MARSDON GILFORD ALBRITTON First Line: Softly my phantoms move - the days that were Last Line: As transient as a dreamer's ecstasy. | |||
Softly my phantoms move -- the days that were, The nights that haunt the pathway of my dream, Beneath the stars I stand again with Her, And watch the tranquil Night's first shimmering beam. From far across a sea washed clean of cloud, The tropic breeze disturbs a thin-spun palm, Whose noble head is delicately bowed To catch the keynote of some faerie psalm. Cleaving the pearly fathoms of the night A steamer's silver smoke moves out to sea; A wave comes in, its rim of foamy white As transient as a dreamer's ecstasy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES TO A MOVEMENT IN MOZART'S E-FLAT SYMPHONY by THOMAS HARDY BY WAY OF EXPLANATION by VIRGINIA A. ALLIN A THREAD OF HAIR by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER S. BARNABAS by JOSEPH BEAUMONT SONG by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON TO A CERTAIN VERY UGLY BUILDING: THE ARMORY by VINCENT GODFREY BURNS A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 22 by THOMAS CAMPION TO WILL D'AVENANT, MY FRIEND, UPON HIS POEM, 'MADAGASCAR' by THOMAS CAREW |
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