Wildly she pass'd along that crowded shore, With earnest eye fix'd on the ocean rim: On came the tide, and all would soon wax dim, And she might never see her darlings more. But lo! what means that sail-like line of light, Advancing from the border of the sea Into that stream of glory, golden-bright? The mother's eye divines its mystery: Ah! yes, it is her little white-robed band Of children wading in the sunny brine, That winds about the hollows in the sand: And now, too near for doubt, they glance and shine. Her sight was true: that far-off snowy line Was Maud and Mary, Kate and Caroline. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MODERN LOVE: 50 by GEORGE MEREDITH THE CENCI; A TRAGEDY: ACTS 4-5 by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 15. RATHER DEEDS THAN WORDS by PHILIP AYRES THE FOUR ZOAS: NIGHTS THE FIRST AND SECOND by WILLIAM BLAKE |