Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IONA. UPON LANDING, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How sad a welcome! To each voyager Last Line: "shall gild their passage to eternal rest." Subject(s): Iona, Scotland | ||||||||
HOW sad a welcome! To each voyager Some ragged child holds up for sale a store Of wave-worn pebbles, pleading on the shore Where once came monk and nun with gentle stir, Blessings to give, news ask, or suit prefer. Yet is yon neat trim church a grateful speck Of novelty amid the sacred wreck Strewn far and wide. Think, proud Philosopher! Fallen though she be, this Glory of the west, Still on her sons, the beams of mercy shine; And "hopes, perhaps more heavenly bright than thine, A grace by thee unsought and unpossest, A faith more fixed, a rapture more divine, Shall gild their passage to eternal rest." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE IONIAN ISLANDS by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES IONA; A MEMORIAL OF ST. COLUMBA by ARTHUR CLEVELAND COXE ON A REDBREAST SINGING AT THE GRAVE OF PLATO (IN THE GROVE OF ACADEME) by WILLIAM SHARP THE CROSS OF THE DUMB; A CHRISTMAS ON IONA, LONG, LONG AGO by WILLIAM SHARP IONA: THE GRAVES OF THE KINGS by ROBINSON JEFFERS A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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