I WHAT dream you in the night-time When you whisper to the moon? What say you in the morning? What do you sing at noon? When I hear your voice uplifting Like a breeze through branches sifting, And your ripples softly drifting To the August airs a-tune. II Lend me your happy laughter, Ste. Marie, as you leap; Your peace that follows after Where through the isles you creep. Give to me your splendid dashing, Give your sparkles and your splashing. Your uphurling waves down crashing, Then, your aftermath of sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COTTER'S SATURDAY NIGHT by ROBERT BURNS THE NEW EZEKIEL by EMMA LAZARUS JUGGLING JERRY by GEORGE MEREDITH SIT DOWN SAD SOUL by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE DEAD DRUMMER; A LEGEND OF SALISBURY PLAIN by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE PUZZLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN ON THE DEATH OF REV. LEVI PARSONS by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |