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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OUT OF THE SILENCE, by S. MINERVA BOYCE First Line: I dreamed I stood by a beautiful river Last Line: "o life, eternal and grand!" | |||
I dreamed I stood by a beautiful river, Its waters were deep and wide, A cold, white mist rose cloud-like before me, Concealing the farther side. My feet were deep in the daisies and clover, And the hills were tipped with dawn, But I yearned for a glimpse out over the river Where one that I loved had gone. Though weary with waiting, I caught no signal— No tidings came back to me; There was only the sound of the pulsing river Outbound to an unknown sea. How vain, O life, is thy hour of dreaming, A breath that is lost and still; O hope, where now is thy beacon gleaming?— An ember so blackened and chill. Is every soul but a day uncharted, To end at the fall of night? Are love and wisdom and high endeavor Snuffed out, like a candle light? Ah no; from over the mist-hung river Came the touch of a vanished hand, And I heard the voice of my loved one saying, "O life, eternal and grand!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLUE AND THE GRAY by FRANCIS MILES FINCH PHILOMELA: PHILOMELA'S ODE [THAT SHE SANG IN HER ARBOR] by ROBERT GREENE A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 50 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN REMINISCENCE by LYLE BARTSCHER |
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