A region desolate and wild. <br />Black, chafing water: and afloat, <br />And lonely as a truant child <br />In a waste wood, a single boat: <br />No mast, no sails are set thereon; <br />It moves, but never moveth on: <br />And welters like a human thing <br />Amid the wild waves weltering. <br /> <br />Behind, a buried vale doth sleep, <br />Far down the torrent cleaves its way: <br />In front the dumb rock rises steep, <br />A fretted wall of blue and grey; <br />Of shooting cliff and crumbled stone <br />With many a wild weed overgrown: <br />All else, black water: and afloat, <br />One rood from shore, that single boat.<br /><br />Matthew Arnold<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hayeswater/
