Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy (14 March 1844 – 30 January 1881 / London)
Poems of Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
The stars are dimly seen among the shadows of the bay,
And lights that win are seen in strife with lights that die away.
The wave is very still -- the rudder loosens in our hand,
The zephyr will not fill our sail and waft us to the land;
O precious is the pause between the winds that come and go,
And sweet the silence of the shores between the ebb and flow.
No sound but sound of rest is on the bosom of the deep,