Saturday, November 12, 2016

NATURE, a poem

TO see thee, hear thee, wistful watch I keep—
     Mother, who in Immensity dost dwell—
A child who listens for the boundless deep,
     Her ear against a shell:

And vainly though I seek thy face to scan,
     Lost in the vasty temple where thou art,
Faint breathings of thy voice æolian
     Vibrate against my heart.
"Nature" by Florence Earle Coates. Published as "As from Afar" in Lippincott's Monthly Magazine (November 1904) and Mine and Thine (1904), and as "Nature" in Poems (1916) Volume I.

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