Elizabeth Oakes Smith

(1806 - 1893)

To the Hudson - Poem by Elizabeth Oakes Smith

O RIVER! gently as a wayward child
I saw thee mid the moonlight hills at rest;
Capricious thing, with thine own beauty wild,
How didst thou still the throbbings of thy breast!
Rude headlands were about thee, stooping round,
As if amid the hills to hold thy stay;
But thou didst hear the far-off ocean sound
Inviting thee from hill and vale away,
To mingle thy deep waters with its own;
And, at that voice, thy steps did onward glide,
Onward from echoing hill and valley lone.
Like thine, oh, be my course- nor turned aside,
While listening to the soundings of a land,
That like the ocean call invites me to its strand.


Comments about To the Hudson by Elizabeth Oakes Smith

  • Chinedu Dike (6/27/2015 10:49:00 PM)


    Beautiful train of thoughts, well articulated and nicely penned with lovely rhyme scheme. A good piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/17/2015 4:13:00 AM)


    your poem is beautiful and so sweet. i love it my friend (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 17, 2015



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