On the sightless seas of ether, Rudderless, without a sail, Choirs of stars uplift their voices, Where the mist-waves rise and fail. Through the hemless fields of heaven Wander wide and tracelessly Clouds, unshepherded, unnumbered, Pale, ephemeral and free. Hour of parting, hour of meeting, Neither gladden them, nor fret; Theirs no yearning toward the future, Theirs no haunting of regret. On the grim day of disaster These remember, worlds away: Be beyond earth's reach as these are, And indifferent as they. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIMON SURNAMED PETER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DEAR PRESIDENT by JOHN JAMES PIATT ENVOY: 5. TO MY NAME-CHILD by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON RAILWAY DREAMINGS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON ST. AGNES' MORNING by MAXWELL ANDERSON S. PHILIP YE DEACON by JOSEPH BEAUMONT MOONLIGHT IN SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD |