Armistice

By Sophie Jewett 1861–1909 Sophie Jewett
The water sings along our keel,   
   The wind falls to a whispering breath;
I look into your eyes and feel
   No fear of life or death;   
So near is love, so far away   
The losing strife of yesterday.

We watch the swallow skim and dip;
   Some magic bids the world be still;   
Life stands with finger upon lip;
   Love hath his gentle will;
Though hearts have bled, and tears have burned,
The river floweth unconcerned.

We pray the fickle flag of truce
   Still float deceitfully and fair;
Our eyes must love its sweet abuse;   
   This hour we will not care,
Though just beyond to-morrow's gate,   
Arrayed and strong, the battle wait.

Source: The Poems of Sophie Jewett (1910)

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Poet Sophie Jewett 1861–1909

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Victorian

Subjects War & Conflict, Relationships, Social Commentaries

Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza

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Born in Moravia, New York, poet Sophie Jewett was the daughter of a country doctor. Her childhood was marked by loss and displacement. When she was seven years old, her mother died, and Jewett was summoned from sleep to observe her passing; her father died two years later. After his death, Jewett and her three siblings moved to Buffalo to live with their uncle and grandmother, both of whom died during Jewett’s adolescence.

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SUBJECT War & Conflict, Relationships, Social Commentaries

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Victorian

Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza

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