Social Commentaries
On Any Beach
From New Collected Rhymes
YES, in the stream and stress of things,
That breaks around us like the sea,
There comes to Peasants and to Kings,
The solemn Hour of Jubilee.
If they, till strenuous Nature give
Some fifty harvests, chance to live!
Ah, Fifty harvests! But the corn
Is grown beside the barren main,
Is salt with sea-spray, blown and borne
Across the green unvintaged plain.
And life, lived out for fifty years,
Is briny with the spray of tears!
Ah, such is Life, to us that live
Here, in the twilight of the Gods,
Who weigh each gift the world can give,
And sigh and murmur, What’s the odds
So long’s you’re happy? Nay, what Man
Finds Happiness since Time began?
Codex Note
parody by M. A., i.e. Matthew Arnold
Cite this poem
MLA
Lang, Andrew. “On Any Beach.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lang/330/.
Chicago
Lang, Andrew. “On Any Beach.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lang/330/.
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