FLOW, freshly flow, Dark stream, below! While stars grow light above: By willowy banks, through lonely downs, Past terraced walls in silent towns, And bear me to my love! Still, as we go, Blow, gently blow, Warm wind, and blithely move These dreamy sails, that slowly glide, -- A shadow on the shining tide That bears me to my love. Fade, sweetly fade In dewy shade On lonely grange and grove, O lingering day! and bring the night Through all her milk-white mazes bright That tremble o'er my love. The sunset wanes From twinkling panes. Dim, misty myriads move Down glimmering streets. One light I see -- One happy light, that shines for me, And lights me to my love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO LUDLOW CASTLE by LUCY AIKEN WITH ETERNITY STANDING BY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE FISHERMAN'S CHANT by FRANCIS COWLEY BURNAND THE LORDS' MASQUE: ENTHEUS SPEAKS by THOMAS CAMPION EARLY SPRING by JOHN JAY CHAPMAN PERSIAN [ORIENTAL] ECLOGUES: 2. HASSAN; OR, THE CAMEL-DRIVER by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) |