SONNET.
THEmoon shone full upon the tide,On whose dark, heaving bosom wideThe white light broke, till far and near,With dancing jewels, silver-clear,The sullen waves were glorified.We spoke no word—all beauties viedTo charm our souls; and, satisfied,We felt no care, no doubt, no fear—For there we vowed, in accents dear,To walk life’s pathway side by side.Howell Stroud England.
THEmoon shone full upon the tide,On whose dark, heaving bosom wideThe white light broke, till far and near,With dancing jewels, silver-clear,The sullen waves were glorified.We spoke no word—all beauties viedTo charm our souls; and, satisfied,We felt no care, no doubt, no fear—For there we vowed, in accents dear,To walk life’s pathway side by side.Howell Stroud England.
THEmoon shone full upon the tide,On whose dark, heaving bosom wideThe white light broke, till far and near,With dancing jewels, silver-clear,The sullen waves were glorified.
THEmoon shone full upon the tide,
On whose dark, heaving bosom wide
The white light broke, till far and near,
With dancing jewels, silver-clear,
The sullen waves were glorified.
We spoke no word—all beauties viedTo charm our souls; and, satisfied,We felt no care, no doubt, no fear—For there we vowed, in accents dear,To walk life’s pathway side by side.
We spoke no word—all beauties vied
To charm our souls; and, satisfied,
We felt no care, no doubt, no fear—
For there we vowed, in accents dear,
To walk life’s pathway side by side.
Howell Stroud England.
Howell Stroud England.