Hubert Church

(13 June 1857 – 8 April 1932 / Hobart, Tasmania)

To A Sea Shell - Poem by Hubert Church

Play Poem Video

Friend of my chamber--O thou spiral shell
That murmurest of the ever-murmuring sea!
Repeating with eternal constancy
Whatever memories the wave can tell;
Whatever harmonies may rise and swell,
Whatever sadness in the deep may be--
They are the ocean's, and desired of thee;
Thou treasurest what thou dost love so well.
So all my heart is one voluted fold,
Shielding one face, and evermore it seems
Upon the threshold of the prying day,
Hid in the tangle of reluctant dreams;
And in the noontide, and the evening grey,
Its light illumines secrecies untold


Comments about To A Sea Shell by Hubert Church

  • Rookie - 371 Points Stephen W (7/14/2014 10:41:00 AM)

    Interesting and very strange, he hints at his concerns. Not sure what the last 6 lines have to do with seashells. (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Veteran Poet - 1,228 Points Paul Reed (7/14/2014 2:46:00 AM)

    Held in the tangle of reluctant dreams.... What a great line. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (7/14/2014 1:10:00 AM)

    To find a seashell that is perfectly whole and intact with no cracks or broken off chips is like finding buried treasure! I love seashells! I love this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 26 Points Joseph Poewhit (7/14/2013 8:34:00 AM)

    You can hear sea shells - put one to the ear. (Report) Reply

Read all 4 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: ocean, friend, sea, light, heart, memory, rose, dream



Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



[Hata Bildir]