Monday, April 25, 2011
I was doing school this morning with the boys, and
as we are at the end of the year and I am pretty much finished
with the the things I hoped to get accomplished. I
dug out my Mcguffey's Fifth Reader just to see what I could find.
I found this poem by a lady named Celia Thaxter I thought it was
lovely so I thought I would share it with you. She lived in a Lighthouse
cottage on a group of islands called the Isles of Shoals about 10 miles from shore.
I stood on the height in the stillness
And the planet's outline scanned,
And half was drawn with the line of sea.
And half with the far blue land.
With wings that caught the sunshine
in the crystal deeps of the sky,
Like shapes of dreams, the gleaming gulls
went slowly floating by.
Below me the boats in the harbor
Lay still, with their white sails furled;
Sighing away into silence,
The breeze died off the world.
On the weather-worn, ancient ledges
Peaceful the calm light slept;
And the chilly shadows, lengthening,
Slow to the eastward crept.
The snow still lay in the hollows,
And where the salt waves met.
The iron rock, all ghastly white
The thick ice glimmered yet.
But the smile of the sun was kinder,
The touch of the air was sweet;
The pulse of the cruel ocean seemed
Like a human heart to beat.
Frost-locked, storm-beaten, and lonely,
In the midst of the wintry main,
Our bleak rock yet the tidings heard;
"There shall be spring again!"
Worth all the waiting and watching,
The woe that the winter wrought,
Was the passion of gratitude that shook
My soul at the blissful thought!
Soft rain and flowers and sunshine,
Sweet winds and brooding skies,
Quick-flitting birds to fill the air
With clear delicious cries;
And the warm sea's mellow murmur
Resounding day and night;
A thousand shapes and tints and tones
of manifold delight,
Nearer and ever nearer
Drawing with every day!
But a little longer to wait and watch
'neath skies so cold and gray;
And hushed is the roar of the bitter north,
Before the might of the spring,
And up the frozen slope of the world
Climbs summer, triumphing.
Have a lovely day,