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Notes on Thomas William Parsons | A Study of Thomas William Parsons
T. W. Parsons
SEAWARD
AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF
THOMAS WILLIAM PARSONS
BY
RICHARD HOVEY
BOSTON
D. LOTHROP COMPANY
1893
Copyright, 1893,
by
Richard Hovey.
——
All rights reserved.
"Il tremolar della marina."—Dante.
Looking seaward well assured
That the word the vessel brings
Is the word they wish to hear.
That the word the vessel brings
Is the word they wish to hear.
—Emerson.
There is a city builded by no hand,
And unapproachable by any shore,
And unassailable by any band
Of storming soldiery forevermore.
And unapproachable by any shore,
And unassailable by any band
Of storming soldiery forevermore.
—Parsons.
SEAWARD
I.
THE tide is in the marshes. Far away
In Nova Scotia's woods they follow me,
Marshes of distant Massachusetts Bay,
Dear marshes, where the dead once loved to be!
I see them lying yellow in the sun,
And hear the mighty tremor of the sea
Beyond the dunes where blue cloud-shadows run.
In Nova Scotia's woods they follow me,
Marshes of distant Massachusetts Bay,
Dear marshes, where the dead once loved to be!
I see them lying yellow in the sun,
And hear the mighty tremor of the sea
Beyond the dunes where blue cloud-shadows run.
II.
I KNOW that there the tide is coming in,...