THO' winds and seas oppose their utmost spite, Join'd with the horror of a dismal night, To keep his word the brave Leander strove, Honour his Convoy, and his Pilot Love; He long resists the envious billows' rage, Whose malice would his generous flame assuage. At last, his weary limbs o'ercome with pain, No longer could the mighty force sustain; Then thoughts of losing Hero made him grieve, Only for Hero could he wish to live. With feeble voice, a while to respite Fate, He with his foes would fain capitulate: Whilst they against him still their fury bend, Nor these his dying accents would attend: 'Since to your greater powers I must submit, Ye Winds and Seas, at least, this prayer admit; That with my faith I may to her comply, And at return let me your Victim die.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WIND AND WINDOW FLOWER by ROBERT FROST STREET LANTERNS by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE PEACE by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE SWING by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SOUL AND BODY by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE NOT YE WHO GOAD by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON WAR'S PEOPLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |