Hubert Church

(13 June 1857 – 8 April 1932 / Hobart, Tasmania)

To A Sea Shell - Poem by Hubert Church

Friend of my chamber--O thou spiral shell
That murmurest of the ever-murmuring sea!
Repeating with eternal constancy
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Comments about To A Sea Shell by Hubert Church

  • Freshman - 943 Points Stephen W (7/14/2014 10:41:00 AM)

    Interesting and very strange, he hints at his concerns. Not sure what the last 6 lines have to do with seashells. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,066 Points Paul Reed (7/14/2014 2:46:00 AM)

    Held in the tangle of reluctant dreams.... What a great line. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (7/14/2014 1:10:00 AM)

    To find a seashell that is perfectly whole and intact with no cracks or broken off chips is like finding buried treasure! I love seashells! I love this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 192 Points Joseph Poewhit (7/14/2013 8:34:00 AM)

    You can hear sea shells - put one to the ear. (Report) Reply

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