Dover Beach | The Poetry Foundation
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Hearing it by this distant northern sea. Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. And naked shingles of …
Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold - Poems - Academy of American …
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Hearing it by this distant northern sea. Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. And naked shingles of …
Dover Beach Poem Summary and Analysis - LitCharts
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Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold - Poem Analysis
'Dover Beach' is widely regarded as one of Matthew Arnold's best poems due to its evocative language, powerful imagery, and timeless and deeply relevant themes to the 19th century. The …
Dover Beach - Wikipedia
Dover Beach" is a lyric poem by the English poet Matthew Arnold. [1] It was first published in 1867 in the collection New Poems; however, surviving notes indicate its composition may have …
Dover Beach - Poetry Archive
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Hearing it by this distant northern sea. Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. And naked shingles of …
Dover Beach - Poetry Society of America
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Hearing it by this distant northern sea. Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. And naked shingles of the world. Where ignorant armies clash by …
Matthew Arnold – Dover Beach - Genius
First published in 1867, “Dover Beach” is a lyric poem by the English poet Matthew Arnold. It is likely that Arnold wrote the poem between 1849 and 1851. The title, locale… Read More. The …
DOVER BEACH. 1 THE SEA is calm to-night, 2 The tide is full, the moon lies fair 3 Upon the Straits;--on the French coast, the light 4 Gleams, and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, 5 …
Dover Beach - SparkNotes
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Hearing it by this distant northern sea. Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. And naked shingles of …