VOICES of strange sea breezes caught, Half tangled in the pine-tree tall, With ocean's tenderest music fraught, Serenely rise, and sweetly fall. They charm the lids of wearied eyes, And all the dreamy senses bless With breath of wave-born symphonies, And balms of mild forgetfulness, 'Till o'er the fragrant calms of peace, My soul, scarce moved, benignly glides, Or in all sorrows' soft surcease, Rocks tranced on the phantom tides: But still those faint sea voices speak, Those prisoned sea winds rise and fall, The ghost of sea foam sweeps my cheek, And the sea's mystery sighs through all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THOMAS MACDONAGH by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE CASSANDRA SOUTHWICK; 1658 by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER TO ALEXIS IN ANSWER TO HIS POEM AGAINST FRUITION by APHRA BEHN REDFIELD FARM, MICHIGAN by HERBERT BUCKLEN BRADY TO E.C. MARCHANT ESQ. by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB OLD SADIE by EDITH CHERRINGTON |