George Essex Evans

(18 June 1863 – 10 November 1909 / London, England)

Morning Land - Poem by George Essex Evans

Around and beneath, the dull grey mist and the sullen roar of the sea,
Scant footing-place on the sheer cliffs face—with death for a penalty;
But afar and above there is rest and love, there is hope for brain and hand,
The valleys fair and the crystal air and the peaks of Morning Land.

Around and beneath are the mists of toil and the sullen roar of the world,
And the sneer of scorn for a foothold gone and a climber backward hurled;
But afar and above are the hopes of men with the heart and will to stand
On the thin rift’s edge and the slippery ledge that lead to Morning Land.

They slip and fall from the sheer cliffs face; ah, God! they are falling still!
But another leaps for the vacant place, and another his place will fill.
’Tis little they fear the coward’s sneer, or the scorn of a selfish band,
Whose eyes are set on the parapet and the heights of Morning Land.

Hark to the ring as their rock picks swing, and bite for a foothold there!
Grip by grip they are straining up that others may travel fair.
The world will follow them all some day, the men it has shunned and banned,
The gallant hearts that hewed the way that leads to Morning Land.


Comments about Morning Land by George Essex Evans

  • Sabita Sahoo (9/4/2017 11:13:00 AM)


    The world will follow them all some day, the men it has shunned and banned,
    The gallant hearts that hewed the way that leads to Morning Land.

    Nicely penned poem.
    Thanks poet.
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  • Vicky Iliaens (9/4/2017 10:46:00 AM)


    breathtaking! ! how this poet manages to also remind us of certain 'modern ' human issues just (not by intention) due subtile words he managed to write in such a serene and honest way, there is really this human touch in this one, its drama in chaos but also beauty in chaotic life, hard to miss this one :) thanks! (Report) Reply

  • Alexander Julian (9/4/2017 6:30:00 AM)


    It's a dramatic poem, not just because Morning Land is dramatic, but because Morning Land is talked about in dramatic ways. A poet can make lands with names sound important by promoting drama with voice and enacting on whim. (Report) Reply

    Vicky Iliaens Vicky Iliaens (9/4/2017 10:49:00 AM)

    plus because there is this chaos in morning land :)

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/4/2017 5:11:00 AM)


    Great write. Thanks and congratulations to his soul for the poem of the day. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (9/4/2017 2:14:00 AM)


    This poem should have been The Mourning Land. The cliff metaphor seems to be used as a device to show that we all rise and fall. As we fall the dead are immediately replaced. (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/4/2017 1:23:00 AM)


    Around and beneath are the mists of toil and the sullen roar of the world,
    And the sneer of scorn for a foothold gone and a climber backward hurled;
    But afar and above are the hopes of men with the heart and will to stand
    On the thin rift’s edge and the slippery ledge that lead to Morning Land.
    Beautiful poem.
    Thanks for the sharing.
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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (9/4/2017 1:23:00 AM)


    Such a heartwarming poem picked for the day.... (Report) Reply

  • Lantz Pierre (9/4/2017 12:44:00 AM)


    How uplifting. Actually, that should probably be a question. What is this °Morning Land° metaphor all about? I was hoping for a dream poem as I read it, or antidote to a nightmare. All got was persevere and forge ahead to make everything all right. An elaborate platitude. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010



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