The gloom of the sea-fronting cliffs Lay on the water, violet-dark, The pennon drooped, the sail fell in, And slowly moved our bark. A golden day; the summer dreamed In heaven and on the whispering sea, Within our hearts the summer dreamed; The hours had ceased to be. Then rose the girls with bonnets loosed, And shining tresses lightly blown, Alice and Adela, and sang A song of Mendelssohn. O sweet, and sad, and wildly clear, Through summer air it sinks and swells, Wild with a measureless desire, And sad with all farewells. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STRAPLESS by KAREN SWENSON NAPOLEON AND THE BRITISH [OR ENGLISH] SAILOR [BOY] by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD by SAM WALTER FOSS POLLY by WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS LOVE DISSEMBLED, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |