Eugene Lee-Hamilton Quotes

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Fourteen small broidered berries on the hern
Of Circe's mantle, each of magic gold;
Fourteen of lone Calypso's tears that rolled
Into the sea, for pearls to come to them;
Fourteen clear signs of omen in the gem
With which Medea human fate foretold
Fourteen small drops, which Fautus, growing old,
Craved of the Fiend, to water Life's stem

Eugene Lee-Hamilton

The hollow sea-shell, which for years hath stood On dusty shelves, when held against the ear Proclaims its stormy parent, and we hear The faint, far murmur of the breaking flood. We hear the sea. The Sea? It is the blood In our own veins, impetuous and near.

Eugene Lee-Hamilton

Eugene Lee-Hamilton

Eugene Lee-Hamilton

Born: January 6, 1845

Died: September 9, 1907 (aged 62)

Bio: Eugene Lee-Hamilton was a late Victorian English poet. His work includes some notable sonnets in the style of Petrarch. He endowed a literary prize administered by Oriel College in Oxford University, where he was a student.

Known for:

Sonnets of the wingless hours (1894)
Selected poems of Eugene Lee-Hamilton (1845-1907)

Eugene Lee-Hamilton on Wikipedia

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