LITTLE masters, hat in hand Let me in your presence stand, Till your silence solve for me This your threefold mystery. Tell me -- for I long to know -- How, in darkness there below, Was your fairy fabric spun, Spread and fashioned, three in one. Did your gossips gold and blue, Sky and Sunshine, choose for you, Ere your triple forms were seen, Suited liveries of green? Can ye, -- if ye dwelt indeed Captives of a prison seed, -- Like the Genie, once again Get you back into the grain? Little masters, may I stand In your presence, hat in hand, Waiting till you solve for me This your threefold mystery? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS WINTER SLEEP by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS THE HARLOT'S HOUSE by OSCAR WILDE A COWBOY TOAST by JAMES BARTON ADAMS LOVE AND TIME by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO A LADY, WITH SOME PAINTED FLOWERS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |