English poem
A SEA SCENE
by Clinton Scollard (1860–1932)
From rim to shimmering rim the sea Is burnished like chalcedony.
The waves that set their lips to land Scarce make a murmur on the sand.
The ships appear to poise between Two voids of opalescent sheen.
Aye, here eternal calm seems set In bland beatitude, and yet
A single potent hour, aye, less, Can change this placid loveliness,
And cause, where life smiles fair and fain, The raging demon death to reign!