LIGHT rain-drops fall and wrinkle the sea, Then vanish, and die utterly. One would not know that rain-drops fell If the round sea-wrinkles did not tell. So souls come down and wrinkle life And vanish in the flesh-sea strife. One might not know that souls had place Were 't not for the wrinkles in life's face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COUNT THAT DAY LOST by MARY ANN EVANS THE BATTLE OF LA PRAIRIE, 1691 by WILLIAM DOUW LIGHTHALL ELEGIAC SONNET: 44. WRITTEN IN THE CHURCH YARD AT MIDDLETON IN SUSSEX by CHARLOTTE SMITH EPIGRAM by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS SING A SONG by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE VERSES TO THE MEMORY OF DR. LLOYD (2) by VINCENT BOURNE |