Ibant Obscuae
To-night I saw three maidens on the beach, Dark-robed descending to the sea, So slow, so silent of all speech, And visible to me Only by that strange drift-light, dim, forlorn, Of the sun's wreck and clashing surges born. Each after other went, And they were gathered to his breast, It seemed to me a sacrament Of some stern creed unblest: As when to rocks, that cheerless girt the bay, They bound thy holy limbs, Andromeda.
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"To-night I saw three maidens on the beach,..."
Thomas Edward Brown's contribution to classic is further solidified by the brilliance found in "Ibant Obscuae"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...