Sunday, August 29, 2010

Name That Poet #11


See whether you can recall the author of these lines -- the name, please of this nineteenth century British poet.

The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!
No moss shall grow under her feet :-) Congrats to Tina who answered correctly with Robert Browning

2 comments:

Tina said...

The two hearts beating each to each. How romantic he was, stealing his love away. Robert Browning.

teacherwriter said...

Straight into the finish line! Yeah, Tina!