Roses on a brier, Pearls from out the bitter sea, Such is earth's desire However pure it be. Neither bud nor brier, Neither pearl nor brine for me: Be stilled, my long desire; There shall be no more sea. Be stilled, my passionate heart; Old earth shall end, new earth shall be; Be still, and earn thy part Where shall be no more sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INCORRIGIBLE DIRIGIBLE by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE LITTLE FIRE IN THE WOODS by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL BALLROOM DARK by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: REV. LEMUEL WILEY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO A FRIEND IN THE MAKING by MARIANNE MOORE |