A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Against the planks of the cabin side,
(So slight a thing between them and me,)
The great waves thundered and throbbed and sighed,
The great green waves of the Indian sea!
Your face was white as the foam is white,
Your hair was curled as the waves are curled,
I would we had steamed and reached that night
The sea’s last edge, the end of the world.
The wind blew in through the open port,
So freshly joyous and salt and free,
Your hair it lifted, your lips it sought,
And then swept back to the open sea.
The engines throbbed with their constant beat;
Your heart was nearer, and all I heard;
Your lips were salt, but I found them sweet,
While, acquiescent, you spoke no word.
So straight you lay in your narrow berth,
Rocked by the waves; and you seemed to be
Essence of all that is sweet on earth,
Of all that is sad and strange at sea.
And you were white as the foam is white,
Your hair was curled as the waves are curled.
Ah! had we but sailed and reached that night,
The sea’s last edge, the end of the world!
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External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
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Poems in English
- The Princess: A Medley: Our Enemies have Fall’n poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: O Swallow poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Home they Brought her Warrior Dead poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Come down, O Maid poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Ask me no more poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: As thro’ the land poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Passing Of Arthur poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Palace of Art poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Owl poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Oak poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Miller’s Daughter poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Merman poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Mermaid poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Marriage Of Geraint poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Lord of Burleigh poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Letters poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Last Tournament poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Lady of Shalott | Best Love Poems
- The Holy Grail poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.