WE LEAVE TO-NIGHT
by: F. Scott Fitzgerald
- E leave
to-night . . .
- Silent, we filled the still, deserted street,
- A column of dim gray,
- And ghosts rose startled at the muffled beat
- Along the moonless way;
- The shadowy shipyards echoed to the feet
- That turned from night and day.
- And so we linger on the windless decks,
- See on the spectre shore
- Shades of a thousand days, poor gray-ribbed wrecks . . .
- Oh, shall we then deplore
- Those futile years!
- See how the sea is white!
- The clouds have broken and the heavens burn
- To hollow highways, paved with gravelled light
- The churning of the waves about the stern
- Rises to one voluminous nocturne,
- . . . We leave to-night.
MORE POEMS BY F. SCOTT FITZGERALD
"We Leave To-night" is
reprinted from This Side of Paradise. F. Scott Fitzgerald.
New York: Scribners, 1920.