Poem by Dora Sigerson Shorter

The Wreckage

Love lit a beacon in thine eyes,
   And I out in the storm,
And lo! the night had taken wings;
   I dream me safe and warm.

Love lit a beacon in thine eyes,
   A wreckers’ light for me;
My heart is broken on the rocks;
   I perish in the sea.

1. The Sacred Fire
2. In Any Garden
3. Death of Gormlaith
4. A Recompense
5. All-Souls' Night

Print

1844 Views

Last Poems

To Russian version