<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368473" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dead Sea-Gull</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LACK-LUSTRE eye, and idle wing, <br>And smirchèd breast that skims no more, <br>White as the foam itself, the wave-- <br>Hast thou not even a grave <br>Upon the dreary shore, <br>Forlorn, forsaken thing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou whom the deep seas could not drown, <br>Nor all the elements affright, <br>Flashing like thought across the main, <br>Mocking the hurricane, <br>Screaming with shrill delight <br>When the great ship went down. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thee not thy beauty saved, nor mirth, <br>Nor daring, nor thy humble lot, <br>One among thousands--in quick haste <br>Fate clutched thee as she passed; <br>Dead--how, it matters not: <br>Corrupting, earth to earth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And not a league from where it lies <br>Lie bodies once as free from stain, <br>And hearts as gay as this sea-bird's, <br>Whom all the preachers' words <br>Will ne'er make white again, <br>Or from the dead to rise. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rot, pretty bird, in harmless clay:-- <br>We sing too much poetic woes; <br>Let us be doing while we can: <br>Blessed the Christian man <br>Who on life's shore seeks those <br>Dying of soul decay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368473" data-title="A Dead Sea-Gull de Dinah Maria Mulock Craik" data-description="LACK-LUSTRE eye, and idle wing, And smirchèd breast that skims no more, White as the foam itself, the wave-- Hast thou not even a grave Upon the dreary shore, Forlorn, forsaken thing? Thou whom the deep seas could not drown, Nor all the e..."></div> </div> </div>

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