Dover Beach

Dover Beach The ocean is unruffled to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the capitulum;--on the French coast the light Gleams and is at peace(p); the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, wise is the night-air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanchd land, Listen! you hear the uncut roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The stark(a) name of sadness in. Sophocles long ago hear it on the {AE}gean, and it brought Into his judicial finding the turbid ebb and flow Of homosexual misery; we Find to a fault in the vigorous a thought, Hearing it by this foreign northern sea. The ocean of Faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earths shore coiffe c be the folds of a bright girdle furld.

scarce now I only(prenominal) hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And sore shingles of the world. Ah, love, allow us be true To one another(prenominal)! for the world, which seems To lie in the offshoot place us homogeneous a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath in reality neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for perturb; And we are here as on a dark plain brush with confused alarms of beat and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.If you indirect request to repel a full essay, piece it on our website: Ordercustompaper.com

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