Beloved! amid the earnest woes That crowd around my earthly path -- (Drear path, alas! where grows Not even one lonely rose) -- My soul at least a solace hath In dreams of thee, and therein knows An Eden of bland repose. And thus thy memory is to me Like some enchanted far-off isle In some tumultuous sea -- Some ocean throbbing far and free With storms -- but where meanwhile Serenest skies continually Just o'er that one bright island smile. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NATALITIUM: MARTIJ 13, 1645 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT TO CHILDREN: 4. THE FAIRY REALM by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 19. COELI ENARRANT by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE PASSER-BY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE CHIVALRY OF THE SEA by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE LITTLE FRIEND; WRITTEN IN THE BOOK WHICH SHE MADE & SENT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |