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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LABRADOR NIGHT, by LEO COX First Line: Tonight our ship is anchored where Last Line: Is turned toward a cross. Subject(s): Labrador | |||
To-night our ship is anchored where Sand-silvered is the shore, To find at Havre St. Pierre Black gold of Labrador. The pioneer's first night on land, Unsteady from the seas, Was not more still than this, the sand And stars the same as these. .... This cycle of the selfsame wind, Cooled in far hills of snow, And charged with balsam, makes the mind At one with his of long ago. So little travelled is the street With grasses overgrown, There may be traces of his feet By weed and flower and stone. And all the houses face the sea— Mother of gain and loss— And every heart in piety Is turned toward a cross. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A LADY SINGING by ISAAC ROSENBERG SOULS LAKE by ROBERT STUART FITZGERALD DARKNESS IS THINNING by GREGORY I TWO LIVES: CONCLUSION. INDIAN SUMMER by WILLIAM ELLERY LEONARD ST. SIMEON STYLITES by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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