PASSING by, passing by all exteriors, Swimming floating on the Ocean that has innumerable bays— I too at length nestle down in thy breast, O humanity; Tired I abandon myself to thee, to be washed from the dust of life in thy waves. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 31 by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY AGAMEMNON: WELCOME TO AGAMEMNON by AESCHYLUS EN TOUR; A SONG SEQUENCE: 2. TREASURE by ALBERTA BANCROFT PARADOX by MAGDELEN EDEN BOYLE HYMN FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF HARTFORD AGRICULTURAL SOCIETY by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |