Oliver Wendell Holmes

United States
Oliver Wendell Holmes
United States
Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Sun And Shadow

Rating: 3.1
As I look from the isle, o'er its billows of green,
To the billows of foam-crested blue,
Yon bark, that afar in the distance is seen,
Half dreaming, my eyes will pursue:
Now dark in the shadow, she scatters the spray
As the chaff in the stroke of the flail;
Now white as the sea-gull, she flies on her way,
The sun gleaming bright on her sail.

Yet her pilot is thinking of dangers to shun,--
Of breakers that whiten and roar;
How little he cares, if in shadow or sun
They see him who gaze from the shore!
He looks to the beacon that looms from the reef,
To the rock that is under his lee,
As he drifts on the blast, like a wind-wafted leaf,
O'er the gulfs of the desolate sea.

Thus drifting afar to the dim-vaulted caves
Where life and its ventures are laid,
The dreamers who gaze while we battle the waves
May see us in sunshine or shade;
Yet true to our course, though the shadows grow dark,
We'll trim our broad sail as before,
And stand by the rudder that governs the bark,
Nor ask how we look from the shore!
Oliver Wendell Holmes
andja vujkov 22 August 2018
I searched for this poem for ten years and finally I have found it.I an now content to say I found the it thank you mr.holmes I love your style
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David L. Hatton 13 March 2014
The tests and tasks of life are tough; we get through them best by a determined focus to meet the challenges, not to greet the spectators.
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Eva Golden 13 March 2014
Makes me think of a dreamer, always imagining different scenes but always looking from the shore.
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Jennifer Chalk 13 March 2012
This is my dream of our reality, perfect!
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Like A Boss 13 March 2012
Can't understand it!
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Carlos Echeverria 13 March 2012
The wave-like shape and rhythm of the lines coincide with the movements of a ship at sea.
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Carlos Echeverria 13 March 2012
The wave-like rhythm and shape of the lines coincide with the movement of a ship at sea.
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Kevin Straw 13 March 2011
The level of this poem is equivalent to the painting of a Sunday painter.
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Joseph Poewhit 13 March 2010
Poem brings home the glory of the era, of wooden sail ships. [ wooden ships and iron men ]
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Robert Edwards 13 March 2010
i like your use of words and the format of the poem but too much was goin on and i didnt get the message
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