Thy soul within such silent pomp did keep,
As if humanity were lull'd asleep;
So gentle was thy pilgrimage beneath,
Time's unheard feet scarce make less noise,
Or the soft journey which a planet goes:
Life seem'd all calm as its last breath.
A still tranquillity so hush'd thy breast,
As if some Halcyon were its guest,
And there had built her nest;
It hardly now enjoys a greater rest.
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no matter what goes on in our lives...Life does go on.
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Yeah, I kind of agree with Fallen-Angel on the last few lines, with the short piece the way it is, it somewhat just doesn't make too much sense for him to do that.
Or maybe this is from a type of form and I at least am missing it.
But, I do like the first 3-4 lines and disagree that the rhyming is forced in the third line.
It is a good piece, and it is 'tranquil'.
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The beginning of this poem is very tranquil and flows nicely, but after the third line, the rhyming gets a little forced. I'm not too fond of the last 5 lines having a similar rhyme. Overall though, this is a very soothing poem.
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