By the rippling blue lagoon, Where the tall pagodas rise, Crimson-winged, against the skies, Beneath the magic of the moon, Goes Lu San, the fair Lu San (I, her lowly gardener, Chan). Where the scented lilies sway, And the flowering almond grows; Where the tall magnolia throws Petals down like silver spray, Goes Lu San, my fair Lu San (I, her hapless lover, Chan). | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POOL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR FABLE: THE MOUNTAIN AND THE SQUIRREL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE CHAMBERED NAUTILUS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES A POET'S FANCIES: 8. THE MODERN POET; A SONG OF DERIVATIONS by ALICE MEYNELL FESTE'S SONG (1), FR. TWELFTH NIGHT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE INTRODUCTORY AND VALEDICTORY by LEVI BISHOP |