Explore "Some Verses: Sonnets: EAST AND WEST" by Helen Hay Whitney on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
You have not ceased for me. Though stern-browed Fate / Laid our two paths apart; when in the West / She gave you over to the seas, and great / Wide winds of enterprise, and set your breast / Against the suns and shadows of the earth; / Then with a gilded largess, led my ways / Toward the time-worn East, who paints her dearth / With purple vain imaginings; the praise / Of all her languid incense and the pride / Of ancient mysteries and hopeless creeds / Hold for my heart no spell when warm and wide / I see across the blue of Isis' veil / The thunderous breakers of your ocean pale / And glints of prairie sun through river reeds.