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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SAND, by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE Poet's Biography First Line: If thou wert here I should not wander thus Last Line: Dull, drowsy, silent, patient and resigned. | |||
IF thou wert here I should not wander thus, Scribbling in aimless mood on the wild sand The letters of thy name, to teach the land From Joyous Gard to Castle Perilous What love is ours, nor, lest men mock at us, Return in haste, to find the breeze has fanned The shore, and stirred the surface, like a hand, With smoothing fingers, light and tremulous. Alas! by force of loving I become Weak as an eddy in the sandy wind, Faint as yon phantom-ruin scarce defined Against the pale mysterious fields of foam; Again along the misty strand I roam, Dull, drowsy, silent, patient and resigned. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMPRESSION by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE LYING IN THE GRASS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE ON A LUTE FOUND IN A SARCOPHAGUS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE REVELATION by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE THE SUPPLIANT by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE THE VANISHING BOAT by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE WITH A COPY OF HERRICK by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE 1870-71 by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE A BALLAD OF THE UPPER THAMES by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE A DREAM OF NOVEMBER; TO ARTHUR SYMONS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE |
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