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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOBOKEN, 1825, by ROBERT STEVENSON COFFIN First Line: To the dark, bloody shore of hoboken is gliding Last Line: The flowers of the nightshade his temples around. Subject(s): Friendship - False Friends; Hoboken, New Jersey; Fair Weather Friends | |||
To the dark, bloody shore of Hoboken is gliding The skiff of false honour, deep freighted and strong; And the sceptre of murder its helm is bestriding, While the fiends of false friendship propel it along. Lo, their feet press the strand which the billows are laving, Nor heed they the night-bird that screams through the air, And proclaims that e'er long o'er a corse shall be waving The high knotty pine, the thorn, and the briar. The battle is closed, and all ghastly and bleeding, The friend of his murderer hath sunk to the earth; And the skiff from the beach is full quickly receding, While the fate of true friendship's their subject of mirth. Now the spirit of Cain on the steep is reclining, While the dæmons of darkness dance light o'er the ground; And the grim fiends of hell for the murderer are twining The flowers of the nightshade his temples around. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GOLDEN ODES OF PRE-ISLAMIC ARABIA: LEBID by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT VISIONS IN VERSE: 4. CONTENT by NATHANIEL COTTON I OFTEN THINK by OLIVER MURRAY EDWARDS THE FEATHER by FORD MADOX FORD FRIAR-BACON: LOVE-SUPPLANTER by ROBERT GREENE TO A FALSE FRIEND by THOMAS HOOD FRIEND AND FOE by WINIFRED LUCAS FIRST OF MAY IN NEW YORK (CHATHAM GARDEN, 1825) by ROBERT STEVENSON COFFIN INSCRIPTION ON THE MONUMENT OF A NEWFOUNDLAND DOG by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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