The sun is set; and in his latest beams
Yon little cloud of ashen gray and gold,
Slowly upon the amber air unrolled,
The falling mantle of the Prophet seems.
From the dim headlands many a light-house gleams,
The street-lamps of the ocean; and behold,
O'erhead the banners of the night unfold;
The day hath passed into the land of dreams.
O summer day beside the joyous sea!
O summer day so wonderful and white,
So full of gladness and so full of pain!
Forever and forever shalt thou be
To some the gravestone of a dead delight,
To some the landmark of a new domain.
A marvelous work of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow................
A sonnet bringing 'dead delight' to some and to others the start of something special. A poem to ponder over.
An excellent depiction of a Summer day by the sea by a great poet. On top of all, I liked most the last three concluding lines: 'Forever and forever shalt thou be To some the gravestone of a dead delight, To some the landmark of a new domain.'
O summer day so wonderful and white, So full of gladness and so full of pain! Forever and forever shalt thou be To some the gravestone of a dead delight, To some the landmark of a new domain. Beautiful lines to remember.
Into the land of dreams! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Longfellow's lovely depiction of a summer day at the seaside.