SEEN in the night by Their snows, as they crush, Evermore saying— Hush—hush—hush— They fall, and they die, Break, and perish, without reply. And are not and are, And come back again With the sob and throb Of a constant pain, And snatch from afar The tremulous light of a single star. Always the cliffs hear, How mournfully sweet Their murmurous music, Their cry of defeat, As near and more near They shiver and die in darkness drear. Bleaker the cliffs be, And blacker the night, Where tender with sorrow, Where eager for light, The waves of life's sea Wail, crushed at an answerless cliff-wall for me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 18 by THOMAS CAMPION THE MAN HE KILLED by THOMAS HARDY JAFFAR by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT OUR LADY'S LULLABY by RICHARD ROWLANDS AMORETTI: 15 by EDMUND SPENSER AMORETTI: 19 by EDMUND SPENSER AMORETTI: 30 by EDMUND SPENSER |