I THOUGHT of death beside the lonely sea <br />That went beyond the limit of my sight, <br />Seeming the image of his mastery, <br />The semblance of his huge and gloomy might. <br /> <br />But firm beneath the sea went the great earth, <br />With sober bulk and adamantine hold, <br />The water but a mantle for her girth, <br />That played about her splendor fold on fold. <br /> <br />And life seemed like this dear familiar shore <br />That stretched from the wet sand’s last wavy crease, <br />Beneath the sea’s remote and sombre roar, <br />To inland stillness and the wilds of peace. <br /> <br />Death seems triumphant only here and there; <br />Life is the sovereign presence everywhere.<br /><br />Duncan Campbell Scott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-and-death-60/
