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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE UNEXPLORED, by SIDNEY ROYSE LYSAGHT Poet's Biography First Line: Out of lonely seas we sailed Last Line: Paths that reach beyond the stars. | |||
Out of lonely seas we sailed After dusk and crossed the bar Ere the darkness wholly veiled Haven, shores and lands afar; Ere the path of wild-rose light O'er the hills had faded quite Or the shore-light's golden rays Glowed across the water-ways. Wonderlands of which we dreamed Over the unventured seas Never more enchanted seemed, Never lovelier than these; These that, hidden till the dawn, Now no boundary confines, Save where starry skies have drawn Silvery horizon lines. There, between the veiled and shown, Wonders hidden are our own; Forest voices whisper there Lore of days that never were; Secrets vision hides we find Written in the undefined; Revelations in the guessed, Treasures in the unpossessed. Darker, over waters dark, Loom the shores; and still remains, Here and there, a light to mark Ships along the haven lanes. Softer, over ripples soft, Far away the sea-winds blow; Fairer than the stars aloft Shine the stars in depths below. Ah! what seek we? Even now, While we wonder, we endow All things near us and afar With the dreams that nowhere are: Reading into the unknown Hopes that we have long outgrown, Weaving into the unseen Tidings of the might-have-been. Soon along the eastern rim Light shall steal, and silver mist Flash to rose, and uplands dim Wake in folds of amethyst. Soon shall tidings twilight told, Soon shall pathways starlight drew, Vanish in the morning's gold, Hide behind the noonday's blue Now, till morn, remain our own Magic shores of old surmise, Peaks no morning can dethrone, Lands that know no boundaries. There the unfulfilled abides; There the touch of night unbars Gates of ways that noonday hides, Paths that reach beyond the stars. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY COMRADES by SIDNEY ROYSE LYSAGHT IN THE JEWISH SYNAGOGUE AT NEWPORT by EMMA LAZARUS CENTRAL PARK AT DUSK by SARA TEASDALE VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 1. OFF GIBRALTAR by SARA TEASDALE CAVALIER TUNES: BOOT AND SADDLE by ROBERT BROWNING THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN ON A FLY DRINKING FROM HIS CUP by WILLIAM OLDYS THE TWO VOICES by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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