TIME was when Avon's unrenowned stream, Save for its beauty, unregarded flowed; Once Arno even as other rivers glowed, For then it had not mirrored Dante's dream. How vague the gray Levantine sea did seem Ere Homer charted all the stormy road! The Psalmist who by Babylon abode Forever linked with grief the willow's gleam. Think you there are no other waters fit To be rechristened with a poet's name? Is Nature bankrupt? -- man's last beacon lit? Believe it never! Unborn bards such fame On undiscovered rivers may bestow As shall to fable banish Nile and Po. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG EROS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE WITCH by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE DIRGE (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EPIGRAM: 118. ON GUT by BEN JONSON THE RABBIT by ELIZABETH MADOX ROBERTS |