By ev'ry sweet tradition of true hearts,
Graven by Time, in love with his own lore;
By all old martyrdoms and antique smarts,
Wherein Love died to be alive the more;
Yea, by the sad impression on the shore,
Left by the drown'd Leander, to endear
That coast for ever, where the billow's roar
Moaneth for pity in the Poet's ear;
By Hero's faith, and the foreboding tear
That quench'd her brand's last twinkle in its fall;
By Sappho's leap, and the low rustling fear
That sigh'd around her flight; I swear by all,
The world shall find such pattern in my act,
As if Love's great examples still were lack'd.
Wonderful sweet traditions of true hearts and love. A well deserved classic poem of the day.
That coast for ever, where the billow's roar Moaneth for pity in the Poet's ear; By Hero's faith, and the foreboding tear /// by the heroic faith of inner self the world can be conquered /// great poem penned
'Moaneth for pity in the Poet's ear; ' - loved this line. Beautiful! Congratulations on the poem's selection as the 'Poem of the Day'.
Leander, in Greek mythology, would swim across a sea every night to be with his lover Hero. Hero would light a lamp at the top of a tower to guide Leander. One stormy night Leander drowned and Hero, in despair, threw herself from the tower. I like the personification of the ocean; the billows and the coast, the loud waves moaneth for the lost lovers.
Hero's faith! ! ! ! Traditions and cultures. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi there poet, I enjoyed your searching poem. Loyd, the simple poet.