The Sea of Faith. Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore. Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. But now I only hear. Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath. Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear. And naked shingles of the world.
Matthew ArnoldAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: December 24, 1822
- Died: April 15, 1888
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