Matthew Arnold

(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)

Matthew Arnold Poems

41. Lines Written In Kensington Gardens 5/6/2001
42. Kaiser Dead 4/2/2010
43. Isolation: To Marguerite 5/6/2001
44. Immortality 5/6/2001
45. Human Life 4/2/2010
46. Hayeswater 12/31/2002
47. Growing Old 12/31/2002
48. Geist's Grave 4/2/2010
49. From The Hymn Of Empedocles 5/6/2001
50. Epilogue To Lessing's Laocooen 4/2/2010
51. East London 12/31/2002
52. Dover Beach 5/6/2001
53. Desire 4/2/2010
54. Consolation 5/6/2001
55. Cadmus And Harmonia 5/6/2001
56. Bacchanalia 1/3/2003
57. Austerity Of Poetry 4/2/2010
58. Apollo Musagetes 5/6/2001
59. Absence 4/2/2010
60. A Wish 12/31/2002
61. A Summer Night 4/2/2010
62. A Dream 4/2/2010
Best Poem of Matthew Arnold

Dover Beach

The sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; - on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanch'd land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness ...

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A region desolate and wild.
Black, chafing water: and afloat,
And lonely as a truant child
In a waste wood, a single boat:
No mast, no sails are set thereon;
It moves, but never moveth on:
And welters like a human thing
Amid the wild waves weltering.

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