Dover Beach

Matthew Arnold

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1822 to 1888

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Ah, love, let us be true
The sea is calm tonight.
To one another! for the world, which seems
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Find also in the sound a thought,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.
Only, from the long line of spray
But now I only hear
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
The eternal note of sadness in.
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Heard it on the Ægean, and it brought
At their return, up the high strand,
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Of human misery; we
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Retreating, to the breath
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
The Sea of Faith
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
And naked shingles of the world.
Sophocles long ago
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
To lie before us like a land of dreams,

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