Dew sate on Julia's haire, And spangled too, Like Leaves that laden are With trembling Dew: Or glitter'd to my sight, As when the Beames Have their reflected light, Daunc't by the Streames. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AUTHOR TO HER BOOK by ANNE BRADSTREET JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY (FROM A WESTERNER'S POINT OF VIEW) by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR EN TOUR; A SONG SEQUENCE: 5. THE EXILE by ALBERTA BANCROFT FOR THE MASTER'S SAKE by MINNIE MASON BEEBE |