WINDS! what have ye gathered from Afric's strand, As ye swept the breadth of that fragrant land? The breath of the spice-bud, the rich perfume Of balm and of gum and of flowret's bloom? "We have gather'd nought, save a pagan prayer, And the stifling sigh of the heart's despair." Waves! what have ye heard on that ancient coast Where Egypt the might of her fame did boast, Where the statue of Memnon saluted the morn, And the pyramids tower in their giant scorn? "We have heard the curse of the slave-ship's crew, And the shriek of the chain'd as the shores withdrew." Stars! what have ye seen with the glancing eye From your burning thrones in the sapphire-sky? "We have mark'd young hope as it brightly glow'd, On Afric's breast whence the blood-drop flow'd, And we chanted the hymn which we sang at first, When the sun from the midnight of Chaos burst." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A VOYAGE TO CYTHERA by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE GARDEN DAYS: 2. NEST EGGS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SUPER FLUMINA BABYLONIS by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE IDYLLS OF THE KING: DEDICATION by ALFRED TENNYSON VERSES ADDRESSED TO IMITATOR OF FIRST SATIRE OF HORACE by MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU THE QUEEN'S RIDE; AN INVITATION by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |