Across the Sea and Other Poems

By: Chard, Thomas S.

Book ExcerptWhat matters that my boatmen now are old, Why should I grieve that with a feeble handI hold the swaying helm? The waves no moreRise o'er the prow to keep me from the shore, The silken sail at last the breezes hold, The tide of Love sets toward the Heavenly Land.O flowing tide that in our autumn timeEbbs from the world, and bears us on thy breast, I would to every human soul 'twere givenTo drift upon thy silver sheen to heaven;To fall asleep, and dream, and wake--SUBLIME, Within the crystal harbor of The Blest.Dear are thy urging waters, starry tide, Forever gently flowing heavenward;Thine every dimple is a token sweetThat rested there some beauteous angel's feet, Thy sheen, a radiant carpet for the Bride, Laid to the wedding Temple of her Lord.Soon o'er the wave my boat no more will ride, The music of the dipping oar will cease, And through the glimmering golden mist will fall, From the calm Headland's he

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN13: 9798707158384
• Release Date: January 1
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 32 Pages
• Weight: 0.22 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.1" x 8.5" x 11.0"