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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PASTEL, by MARSDON GILFORD ALBRITTON First Line: Softly my phantoms move - the days that were Last Line: As transient as a dreamer's ecstasy. | |||
Softly my phantoms move -- the days that were, The nights that haunt the pathway of my dream, Beneath the stars I stand again with Her, And watch the tranquil Night's first shimmering beam. From far across a sea washed clean of cloud, The tropic breeze disturbs a thin-spun palm, Whose noble head is delicately bowed To catch the keynote of some faerie psalm. Cleaving the pearly fathoms of the night A steamer's silver smoke moves out to sea; A wave comes in, its rim of foamy white As transient as a dreamer's ecstasy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOLY POEMS: 2 by GEORGE BARKER BROKEN MUSIC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH MASKS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE POET'S VOW by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING MY TOCHER'S THE JEWEL by ROBERT BURNS VERMONT MORGANS by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |
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