THE sleek sea, gorged and sated, basking lies; The cruel creature fawns and blinks and purrs; And almost we forget what fangs are hers, And trust for once her emerald-golden eyes; Though haply on the morrow she shall rise And summon her infernal ministers, And charge her everlasting barriers, With wild white fingers snatching at the skies. So, betwixt Peace and War, man's life is cast; Yet hath he dreamed of purest Peace at last Shepherding all the nations ev'n as sheep. The inconstant, moody ocean shall as soon, At the cold dictates of the bloodless moon, Swear an eternity of halcyon sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MONK IN THE KITCHEN by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH FRIENDSHIP'S MYSTERY, TO MY DEAREST LUCASIA by KATHERINE PHILIPS EYE-WITNESS by FREDERICK RIDGELY TORRENCE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 2. AR-RAHMAN by EDWIN ARNOLD FORGETFULNESS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH THE FIRE WITHIN by ROBERT BRENDON |