Ocupation: Poet
Life: December 24, 1822 - April 15, 1888
Birthday: December 24
Death: April 15
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.
topic: Faith, Night, Wind, Girdles, Round Earth, Shingles