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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...GERONTION by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT MY SISTER'S SLEEP by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI I SHALL NOT CARE by SARA TEASDALE THE HAPPY DAYS WHEN I WER YOUNG by WILLIAM BARNES POLYHYMNIA: DEDICATION TO THE COUNTESS OF LINDSEY by WILLIAM BASSE QUATORZAINS: 3. RIVULETS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE FLIGHT OF TIME by J. K. BLAKE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 43 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |
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