 THE clouds have left the sky, The wind hath left the sea, The half-moon up on high Shrinketh her face of dree She lightens on the comb Of leaden waves, that roar And thrust their hurried foam Up on the dusky shore. Behind the western bars The shrouded...  The Quarterly Review - Page 243edited by - 1913Full view - About this book
 | Lafcadio Hearn - 1922 - 454 pages
...a little bit about a new moon shining on the sea at night — the fourth poem in the fourth book : She lightens on the comb Of leaden waves, that roar...more; And as I turn me home, My shadow walks before. You feel that this has been seen and felt, that it is not merely the imagination of a man sitting down... | |
 | 1923 - 748 pages
...THE CLOUDS HAVE LEFT THE SKY THE clouds have left the sky, The wind hath left the sea, The half-moon up on high Shrinketh her face of dree. She lightens...Steal to their sovran seats. * And whiter grows the foafti, The small moon lighte/is more ; And as I turn me home, My shadow walks before. ROBERT BRIDGES... | |
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