How soft the shades of evening creep O'er yonder dewy lea, Where balmy winds have lull'd to sleep The tenants of the tree. No wandering breeze is here to sweep, In shadowy ripple o'er the deep, Yet swells the heaving sea! How calm the sky! rest, ocean rest, From storm and ruffle free, Calm as the image on thy breast Of her that governs thee! And yet beneath the moon's mild reign Thy broad breast heaves as one in pain, Thou dark and silent sea. There are whom fortune vainly woos With all her pageantry, Whom every flattering bliss pursues, Yet still they fare like thee; The spell is laid within their mind, Least wretched then when most resign'd, Their hearts throb silently! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OCTOROON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FAUST: SCENE 1. PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE AFTER A JOURNEY by THOMAS HARDY DISCONTENTS IN DEVON by ROBERT HERRICK AFTERNOON ON A HILL by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE WOODSPURGE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI EPISTLES ON THE CHARACTER AND CONDITION OF WOMEN: 3 by LUCY AIKEN |