FLOAT on -- float on -- my haunted bark, Above the midnight tide; Bear softly o'er the waters dark The hopes that with thee glide. Float on -- float on -- thy freight is flowers, And every flower reveals The dreaming of my lonely hours, The hope my spirit feels. Float on -- float on -- thy shining lamp, The light of love, is there; If lost beneath the waters damp, That love must then despair. Float on -- beneath the moonlight float The sacred billows o'er; Ah, some kind spirit guards my boat, For it has gained the shore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIRST BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 11 by THOMAS CAMPION IN MAY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE SLAVE'S DREAM by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE DARK HILLS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ZOLA by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON IN AN OLD CEMETERY by LILLAH A. ASHLEY |