WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?
The battle-ship, perfect-model’d, majestic, that I saw pass the offing to-day under full
sail?
The splendors of the past day? Or the splendor of the night that envelopes me?
Or the vaunted glory and growth of the great city spread around me?-No;
But I record of two simple men I saw to-day, on the pier, in the midst of the crowd,
parting
the
parting of dear friends;
The one to remain hung on the other’s neck, and passionately kiss’d him,
While the one to depart, tightly prest the one to remain in his arms.
i beleive in all honesty that this poem is not very clear in its purpose and shows a definant under appreciation for real life events and how they effect society. I am not a poetry buff though i do understand that this poem has been a waste of my time and effort to read.