Seaside Hamlet, Morning's Poem by james watkin

Seaside Hamlet, Morning's



Mist-rising, and shown off anew
Of what's too fantastical
A vision that one, daydreaming
Could not be astounded more
I bless the eternal for.

Twas followed up, as you'd expect
By this peddled into plea;
Day-pleasure's first Time-directed:
'Be motionless, yourself; and cease
This of sun-melt's increase'.

Angelsea vic.

Monday, July 11, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: misty,morning,town
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james watkin

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