BEAUTIFUL, sublime, and glorious; Mild, majestic, foaming, free, -- Over time itself victorious, Image of eternity! Sun and moon and stars shine o'er thee, See thy surface ebb and flow, Yet attempt not to explore thee In thy soundless depths below. Whether morning's splendors steep thee With the rainbow's glowing grace, Tempests rouse, or navies sweep thee, 'T is but for a moment's space. Earth, -- her valleys and her mountains, Mortal man's behests obey; The unfathomable fountains Scoff his search and scorn his sway. Such art, thou, stupendous Ocean! But, if overwhelmed by thee, Can we think, without emotion, What must thy Creator be? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BEAUTIFUL by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES EPIGRAM: 14. TO WILLIAM CAMDEN by BEN JONSON THE BIRDS: THE HOOPOE'S CALL TO THE BIRDS by ARISTOPHANES ECHOES OF SPRING: 7 by MATHILDE BLIND HOW CAN I SING? by FREDERICK C. BODEN PACCHIAROTTO AND HOW HE WORKED IN DISTEMPER by ROBERT BROWNING |