Dover Beach

Dover Beach

The sea is calm to-night.

The tide is full, the moon lies fair

Upon the caput;--on the French coast the light

Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,

Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.

Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!

Only, from the long line of spray

Where the sea meets the moon-blanchd land,

Listen! you hear the grating roar

Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,

At their return, up the high strand,

Begin, and cease, and then again begin,

With tremulous cadence slow, and bring

The stark(a) note of sadness in.

Sophocles long ago

Heard it on the {AE}gean, and it brought

Into his judicial decision the turbid ebb and flow

Of human misery; we

Find to a fault in the sound a thought,

Hearing it by this foreign northern sea.

The Sea of Faith

Was once, too, at the full, and round earths shore

Lay c be the folds of a bright girdle furld.





But now I only hear

Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,

Retreating, to the breath

Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear

And naked shingles of the world.

Ah, love, allow us be true

To one another! for the world, which seems

To lie in the first place us like a land of dreams,

So various, so beautiful, so new,

Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,

Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;

And we are here as on a darkling plain

brush with confused alarms of struggle and flight,

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