For you will come, you will yet haunt men in ships, you will trail across the fringe of strait and circle the jagged rocks. You will trail across the rocks and wash them with your salt, you will curl between sand-hills -- you will thunder along the cliff; -- break -- retreat -- get fresh strength -- gather and pour weight upon the beach. You will draw back, and the ripple on the sand-shelf will be witness of your track. O privet-white, you will paint the lintel of wet sand with froth. You will bring myrrh-bark and drift laurel-wood from hot coasts! when you hurl high -- high -- we will answer with a shout. For you will come, you will come, you will answer our taut hearts, you will break the lie of men's thoughts, and cherish and shelter us. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A CASTILIAN SONG by SARA TEASDALE TO THE EVENING STAR by WILLIAM BLAKE ASOLANDO: SUMMUM BONUM by ROBERT BROWNING A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 44 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN SONNET: 42 by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY LOOKING FORWARD by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON LILIES: 18. A PICTURE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |