
At midnight, the speaker hears the rising tide sweep along pebbly beaches, its sound resembling a waterfall or winds in woods. The speaker compares this rush to inward inspirations understood as divine intimations of things beyond reason or control.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Sonnet, Nature Poetry, Meditative Poetry · 152 words
The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, / And round the pebbly beaches far and wide / I heard the first wave of the rising tide / Rush onward with uninterrupted sweep; / A voice out of the silence of the deep, / A sound mysteriously multiplied / As of a cataract from the mountain's side, / Or roar of winds upon a wooded steep. / So comes to us at times, from the unknown / And inaccessible solitudes of being, / The rushing of the sea-tides of the soul; / And inspirations, that we deem our own, / Are some divine foreshadowing and foreseeing / Of things beyond our reason or control.
The Sound of the Sea is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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sea · rising tide · midnight · inspiration · human reason · sonnet