Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WEARY RIVER, by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) Poet's Biography First Line: There is a ceaseless river Last Line: O bitter, barren sea. Subject(s): Rivers | ||||||||
THERE is a ceaseless river, Which flows down evermore Into a wailing ocean, A sea without a shore Broken by laughing ripple, Foaming with angry swell, Sweet music as of heaven, Deep thunder as of hell. Gay fleets float down upon it, And sad wrecks, full of pain: But all alike it hurries To that unchanging main. Sometimes 'tis foul and troubled, And sometimes clear and pure; But still the river flows, and still The dull sea doth endure. And thus 'twill flow for ever, Till time shall cease to be: O weary, weary river, O bitter, barren sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL TO A WOMAN GLANCING UP FROM THE RIVER by LARRY LEVIS TWO-RIVER LEDGER by KHALED MATTAWA HE FINDS THE MANSION by JAMES MCMICHAEL THE RIVERS by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA VERMILION FLYCATCHER, SAN PEDRO RIVER, ARIZONA by MARGARET ATWOOD THE PORCH OVER THE RIVER by WENDELL BERRY THE RIVER BRIDGED AND FORGOT by WENDELL BERRY A CAROL by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) |
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