O sky & earth! How ye are linked together Upon the bosom of this gentle lake; The wild & wandering breeze is doubtful whether It may your calm & sweet communion break. 'Tis thus within my silent bosom mingle The memory of distant scenes -- my home And these enchanting prospects; whilst I, single And silently in pensive thought do roam. The distant & the present sometimes meet In dream-like hues; but dark thoughts quickly rise And mar the mirror of the vision sweet, And truth oerwhelmeth with a sad surprise; 'Twixt me & those I love an ocean lies And all the glory of the landscape dies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANSWER TO PRAYER by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BROTHERHOOD (2) by EDWIN MARKHAM BRUTUS LIVES AGAIN IN BOOTH by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TEARS IN SLEEP by LOUISE BOGAN HURRAHING IN HARVEST by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS TO CONSTANTIA, SINGING (1) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |