Now silence reigneth over earth and sky, The wind is still and bird and beast do sleep, Night in her starry chariot whirleth by, The slumb'rous sea is laid in cradle deep; I think, I see, love, weep ; my grief who willed Is ever with me to my tender pain; I am at strife, with spite and anguish filled. My thoughts in her alone find peace again. From one sole clear and living fountain flows The sweet and bitter draughts that nourish me; No hand save hers to heal and hurt me knows; My ship of passion tarrieth out at sea; A thousand times a day I live and die, So far away doth my salvation lie! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MONK IN THE KITCHEN by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH FULFILLMENT by ROBERT MALISE BOWYER NICHOLS THE REMEDY WORSE THAN THE DISEASE by MATTHEW PRIOR THE HOLLY TREE by ROBERT SOUTHEY LINES TO A NASTURTIUM (A LOVER MUSES) by ANNE SPENCER THE GLASSES AND THE BIBLE by ST. CLAIR ADAMS |