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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HARBOUR; SONG, by THOMAS FLATMAN Poet's Biography First Line: O tedious hopes! When will the storm be o'er Last Line: O bring me to a port which I may call my own. | |||
O TEDIOUS hopes! when will the storm be o'er! When will the beaten vessel reach the shore! Long have I striv'n with blust'ring winds and tides, Clouds o'er my head, waves on my sides! Which in my dark adventures high did swell, While Heaven was black as Hell. O Love, tempestuous Love, yet, yet at last, Let me my anchor cast, And for the troubles I have undergone, O bring me to a port which I may call my own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHARACTER OF A BELLY-GOD; CATIUS AND HORACE by THOMAS FLATMAN A DIALOGUE; CLORIS AND PARTHENISSA by THOMAS FLATMAN A DIALOGUE; ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE by THOMAS FLATMAN A DOOMS-DAY THOUGHT by THOMAS FLATMAN A SONG ON NEW-YEAR'S DAY BEFORE THE KING, CAR. 2 by THOMAS FLATMAN A THOUGHT OF DEATH by THOMAS FLATMAN ADVICE TO AN OLD MAN OF SIXTY-THREE, ABOUT TO MARRY A GIRL OF SIXTEEN by THOMAS FLATMAN AGAINST THOUGHTS by THOMAS FLATMAN |
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