So I grew half delirious and quite sick, And thro' the darkness saw strange faces grin Of Monsters at me. One put forth a fin, And touched me clammily: I could not pick A quarrel with it: it began to lick My hand, making meanwhile a piteous din And shedding human tears: it would begin To near me, then retreat. I heard the quick Pulsation of my heart, I marked the fight Of life and death within me; then sleep threw Her veil around me; but this thing is true: When I awoke the sun was at his height, And I wept sadly, knowing that one new Creature had love for me, and others spite. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE THE BIRTH OF ONE OF HER CHILDREN by ANNE BRADSTREET THE COUNTY OF MAYO by THOMAS LAVELLE ALFRED THE HARPER by JOHN STERLING (1806-1844) THE PRINCESS: SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON EPITAPH ON THE TOMBSTONE OF A CHILD, LAST OF SEVEN THAT DIED BEFORE by APHRA BEHN |