...the pier. — Ah, might I always rest unseen, So I might have thee always near ! DOVER BEACH. rilHE sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon lies...night air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanched sand, Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves suck...

...expression to this complaint, is at once the finest and most despondent of these poems : DOVER BEACH. The sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon...to the window, sweet is the night air Only from the line of spray 668 The Poetry of the Tear. €69 Where the ebb meets the moon-blanch'd sand, Listen...

...Rhine! To-night those soft-fringed eyes shall close Beneath one roof, my queen! with mine. DOVER BEACH. T^HE 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...

...poem which displays all his characteristic excellences in a remarkable degree : — " DOVER BEACH. " The sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon...Glimmering and vast out in the tranquil bay. Come to the windows, sweet is the night air ! Only from the long line of spray, Where the ebb meets the moon-blanched...

...poem which displays all his characteristic excellences in a remarkable degree : — " DOVER BBACH. " The sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon...the French coast the light Gleams, and is gone ; the clins of England stand Glimmering and vast out in the tranquil bay. Come to the windows, sweet is the...

...on, and tells its woe To the pitiless breakers of Appledore. JAMES R. LOWELL. DOVER BEACH. /"T"VHE sea is calm to-night, •^ The tide is full, the moon...air ! Only from the long line of spray, Where the ebb meets the moon-blanched sand, Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles, which the waves suck...

...unhearing tide, — The world his country, and his God his guide. William Lisle Bowles DOVER BEACH. THE sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon...the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanched sand, Listen ! you...

...unhearing tide, — The world his country, and his God his guide. DOVER BEACH. William Lisle Bowles THE sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon...the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moon-blanched sand, Listen! you...

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...nations : I disperse Men to all shores that front the hoary main. RALPH WALDO EUEKSON. DOVER BEACH. THE sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon...stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Como to the window ; sweet is the night air ! Only, from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets...