The salmon-trout drifts in the stream, The soul of the salmon-trout floats over the stream Like a little wafer of light. The salmon moves in the sun-shot, bright shallow sea. . . . As light as the shadow of the fish that falls through the water, She came into the large room by the stair, Yawning a little she came with the sleep still upon her. "I am just from bed. The sleep is still in my eyes. Come. I have had a long dream." And I: "That wood? And two springs have passed us." "Not so far, no, not so far now, There is a place -- but no one else knows it -- A field in a valley . . . @3Qu'ieu sui avinen, Ieu lo sai."@1 She must speak of the time Of Arnaut de Mareuil, I thought, @3"qu'ieu sui avinen."@1 Light as the shadow of the fish That falls through the pale green water. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CLOUD by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR FAREWELL, UNKIST by THOMAS WYATT DERELICT; A REMINISCENCE OF R.L.S.'S TREASURE ISLAND by YOUNG EWING ALLISON TO ONE WHO DIED LAST YEAR by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD |