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Arthur i like this poem well done

.~ Like burnished brass; the strong-winged bird of prey Sweeps by, upon his lonely vengeful way - While over all, like breath of holy vows, The sweet airs blow, and the high-vaulted sky Looks down in pity this fair Summer day On all poor earth-born creatures doomed to die. ~ ..........even on a beautiful summer day death still visits.....

Well, the first half of the poem contrasts the homesick mariner and the restless land-locked dweller. But the second half of the poem describes the bay and portends a death. Somewhat confusing.

Well, the first half of the poem contrasts the homesick mariner and the restless land-locked dweller. But the second half of the poem describes the bay and portends a death. Somewhat confusing.

I wait, the man in grey. The apple's, poisoned tree. As I, await. Each ship, that comes in. Leaving me without doubts....iip

there's sadness on this poem