You see this gentle streame, that glides, Shov'd on, by quick succeeding Tides: Trie if this sober streame you can Follow to th' wilder Ocean: And see, if there it keeps unspent In that congesting element. Next, from that world of waters, then By poares and cavernes back agen Induc't that inadultrate same Streame to the Spring from whence it came. This with a wonder when ye do, As easie, and els easier too: Then may ye recollect the graines Of my particular Remaines; After a thousand Lusters hurld, By ruffling winds, about the world. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE FLAT-HUNTER'S WAY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS BIFTEK AUX CHAMPIGNONS by HENRY AUGUSTIN BEERS MEMORIES by MINNIE MCKINNON BOGGS WILD FLOWERS by OLIVE BODA BROWN |